Its Not Right
It's just not right
Watching mum and da just sit and fight
Thought about slitting it once or twice
What a sudden fright
Pinned up on a wall with his grip so tight
Pushing me further till I saw a light
Further and further it's just so bright
Room was like a jail cell no good night
Praying to the lord it'll be alright
Was it out our spite
Yeah that's not right
I guess I'm just a parasite
Yeah that's right
But all I wanna do is sit and fight
Sitting in my room and I write all night
Writing down anything that comes to mind
Then these old memories reunite
Depression took me down with the strongest might
Holding my breath till I went all white
It's just not right
All I wanna do is sit and cry
But no one ever asked me what's up why
Sitting in my room and I want to die
Mind is like a jail house locked up tight
Wanted to be famous but that's not like-ly
To ever happen coz I'm so shy
Lord please answer my question why
Do I have to feel like this not right
Life is so cruel and I asked you why
You never responded and that's not right
Popping extacy on a Friday night
Woke up in the morning I'd lost my sight
Lost all focus upon my life
Chose the wrong path and it was not right
Fucked up big time and I know that right
It's not right
Watching mum and da just sit and fight
Thought about slitting it once or twice
What a sudden fright
Pinned up on a wall with his grip so tight
Pushing me further till I saw a light
Further and further it's just so bright
Room was like a jail cell no good night
Praying to the lord it'll be alright
Was it out our spite
Yeah that's not right
I guess I'm just a parasite
Yeah that's right
But all I wanna do is sit and fight
Sitting in my room and I write all night
Writing down anything that comes to mind
Then these old memories reunite
Depression took me down with the strongest might
Holding my breath till I went all white
It's just not right
All I wanna do is sit and cry
But no one ever asked me what's up why
Sitting in my room and I want to die
Mind is like a jail house locked up tight
Wanted to be famous but that's not like-ly
To ever happen coz I'm so shy
Lord please answer my question why
Do I have to feel like this not right
Life is so cruel and I asked you why
You never responded and that's not right
Popping extacy on a Friday night
Woke up in the morning I'd lost my sight
Lost all focus upon my life
Chose the wrong path and it was not right
Fucked up big time and I know that right
It's not right
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Writer(s): Tyler Clarke
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