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Walking up town

Walking down town

Runnin to your house

Don't know where to go now



Walk from house to house

Just lookin for a home

Or maybe not a home

But just some place to go



Restricted to this place

Anger on my face

Sadness on yours

From to many slammed and locked doors



I can go from Emo

To something,to totally pissed

Beat the shit outta someone

Then cut my own wrist



I make shit up

Just to get you mad

Piss off your mom

But pissing off your dad



I don't know what I'm saying

Does anyone at all

I doubt it

Cuz its coming from the mind of Paul



A lonely fellow with no hopes or dreams

No great plans

For his future

Just evil scheams



So talk what you talk

Kill who you must

But don't even approch me

Without earning my trust