paul

Paul worries 'bout the length of his laugh and whether he's too loud to fit in with a crowd

Paul doesn't really know if most people think of him as an acquaintance - forgettable and dull

Paul worries if he's out of touch, that if he buys a new jacket – will people like him more?

Well inside, he wonders if he's ever enough, if anything he does will make his father proud

Paul can't seem to see the end

Paul – he's living underwater

Spent his whole damn life swallowing waves of nausea

Paul has it all, but he walks 'round each day

Like he's gulping six feet of sea