Walk
Hellsongs Lyrics


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Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistance?
One step from lashing out at you
You want in to get under my skin and call yourself a friend
I've got more friends like you, what do I do?
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me
A lesson learned in life, known from the dawn of time
Respect, walk
What did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talking to me?
Are you talking to me?
Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that sympathize
Can you hear the violins playing your song?
Those same friends tell me your every word
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me
A lesson learned in life, known from the dawn of time
Respect, walk
What did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talking to me?
Are you talking to me?
Respect, walk
What did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talking to me?
Are you talking to me?
No way, punk!
Respect, walk
What did you say?
Re, spect, walk
Are you talking to me?
Respect, walk
What did you say?
Respect, walk
Are you talking to me?




Are you talking to me?
Walk on home, boy!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Hellsongs's song Walk are about the importance of respect in personal relationships. The singer is easily bothered by persistence and is one step away from lashing out at their friend who wants to get under the singer's skin but calls themselves a friend. However, the singer claims to have more friends like this and wonders what to do. The singer questions whether there is no standard anymore in terms of what it takes to be a friend and where they belong. The singer advises the friend to be themselves and stay away from the singer, as this is a lesson learned in life and something known from the dawn of time: respect and walk.


The second verse deals with how the friend talks about the singer behind their back when they are not around. The friend cries to weak friends who sympathize, but the singer can hear the violins playing their song. The same mutual friends tell the singer everything the friend says. The singer again asks if there is no standard anymore in terms of what it takes to be a friend and urges the friend to be themselves and stay away from the singer. The refrain repeats the phrase "respect, walk," questioning if the friend is talking to the singer and telling them to walk on home.


Line by Line Meaning

Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistance?
I am easily agitated when someone is persistent or annoying.


One step from lashing out at you
I am very close to losing my temper with you.


You want in to get under my skin and call yourself a friend
You try to get close to me just so you can annoy me and call it friendship.


I've got more friends like you, what do I do?
I have other friends who are also annoying like you, so what should I do?


Is there no standard anymore?
Has the bar for friendship been set so low that anyone can pass?


What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong
The standards for friendship should include what it takes, who I am, and where I have been in my life.


You can't be something you're not
You cannot pretend to be someone you are not just to fit in.


Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me
Be yourself and keep your distance from me if you are going to annoy me.


A lesson learned in life, known from the dawn of time
The importance of respect has been a lesson learned since the beginning of time.


Respect, walk
Show respect and walk away from me.


Are you talking to me?
Are you addressing me specifically?


Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve
It is easy to talk behind my back when I am not there to defend myself.


You cry to weak friends that sympathize
You complain to friends who only sympathize with you because they are weak.


Can you hear the violins playing your song?
Can you hear the fake sympathy and manipulation in your words?


Those same friends tell me your every word
Those same friends who sympathize with you tell me everything you say about me behind my back.


No way, punk!
Absolutely not, I will not tolerate your behavior any longer.


Walk on home, boy!
Leave and go home, I do not want you around me anymore.




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I am so happy I no longer take LSD. Or else this would have hurt my head too badly to continue. But it's great now.

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