Dead Wrong

(álbum: Bears, Mayors, Scraps & Bones - 2010)

Questioned, until I found what's mine
Only given so many options, promised to work out fine
Brought up, taught what to say
We'll all raised in tradition, waking up everyday

There came a chance, that I took and ran
Questioned my conscience, stopped going along
There came a point where it all made sense
If what you have is right then I'll die being wrong

Dead wrong, dead wrong
If what you have is right then I'll die being wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong, wrong for the rest of my life

Hatred, in everything you've got
When it all came crashing down, realized you got caught

There came a chance that I took and ran
Questioned convention, stopped moving along
There came a point where it all made sense
If what you have is right then I'll die being wrong

Dead wrong, dead wrong
If what you have is right then I'll die being wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong, wrong for the rest of my life
Dead wrong, dead wrong
If what you have is right then I'll die being wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong, wrong for the rest of my life

I was told it would work, taught to accept
I was told it would work, taught to hold my breath

Own your future, your own misery's your own design
Own your future, your own happiness is what you decide
Own your future, own your future, own your future
Live dead wrong

Dead wrong, dead wrong
If what you have is right then I'll die being wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong, wrong for the rest of my life
Dead wrong, dead wrong
If what you have is right then I'll die being wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong, wrong for the rest of my life