Apr 2015
I walk, I walk
Down these lonely halls
A boy bumps my arm,
Teachers walk past fast
They say that all these kids here are known for going stray
I walk, I walk
Stay away from me
Down these lonely halls
A boy bumps my arm,
Teachers walk past fast
They say that all these kids here are known for going stray
I walk, I walk
Stay away from me
I might do more parts!
