Wrong

Wrong, Wrong, Wrong, Wrong

I was born with the wrong sign, In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road, That led to
The wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place, At the wrong time
For the wrong reason, And the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day, Of the wrong week
Used the wrong method, With the wrong technique

Wrong, Wrong

There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix
In the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends
By the wrong means
It was the wrong plan, In the wrong hands
The wrong theory, For the wrong man
The wrong eyes, On the wrong prize
The wrong questions, With the wrong replies

Wrong, Wrong

I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines, And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page, Of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition, Of the wrong hook
With the wrong moon
Every wrong night
With the wrong tune playing, till it sounded right, yeah

Wrong, wrong