i live as if it were my last day! I love as if its the only way! I do all this and i still remember to BREATHE! Thats all i wanted to say but they say i have to right more so... 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 look
With the wrong moon
Every wrong night
With the wrong tune playing
Till it sounded right, yeah
WRONG
WRONG

well we could go to cuba and talk with castro about peace. Maybe hit Berlin and knock down whats left of the wall? Maybe we could have tea in the sahara? Maybe float around the world in a raft with a few bottles of wine and a pack of lucky strikes? or we could keep it simple and have dinner at a kroger! After all everythings right there! LOL