If Jesus was an Emo
I bet he'd be a bad
ass.
Floppy hair
And bright green jeans
Would be his staple
a-fair.
He'd rock out in a band
called Craze
His music would be
shocking,
Full (and) deep and
full of soul
He'd get the fans all
rocking.
Their songs would all
be number ones,
The best being “Grace
Mistaken”.
Undisputed, totally
loved,
The world being their
own making.
He'd party till his
feet gave in
And then lie in bed all
brooding,
The weight of the world weighing on his back
Would make him feel
seclusive.
The years and drugs
would take it's toll
His body would be
battered,
He did it for the love
of man,
Or music,
It wouldn't matter.
If Jesus was an Emo,
I'd bet he'd be a bad
ass.
Misunderstood,
The rabbles King
The Saint of 6 string
flair.
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