I wanted to be right to change [bad word] situation, 
That always seems to happen to me.
But then I gave into the way [bad word] desperation,
And dedicated time to find the weakness in me. 
The freedom to react and attack it when I'm defensive.
My decision, a solid metal rock wall,
Extended inside of every argument created,
By the differences between the way I think,
And the way the world is doing it.

The world can be wrong today for once.
You'll have to be wrong today. 
For once, I can't be wrong. 
I was wrong before.

The world can be wrong today for once.
You'll have to be wrong today. 
For once, I can't be wrong. 
I was wrong before.
I was wrong before....

Didn't know a lot about what I have to do, 
About changing my way of thinking. 
So I blend instead of being separate.
Things don't always have to go my way. 
But, this always being wrong is driving me crazy. 
Where's the American Dream guarantee, 
If I do it-exactly-your way? (your way, your way...)

I've seen your followers fall. 
You leave them behind.
I'm not letting the same thing happen to me (No...)

The world can be wrong today for once.
You'll have to be wrong today. 
For once, I can't be wrong. 
I was wrong before.

The world can be wrong today for once.
You'll have to be wrong today. 
For once, I can't be wrong. 
I was wrong before.
I was wrong before....

Here we go !!!

One to one pointed at the one,
Looking for the meaning in a shotgun blast.
Heading to the things that they left upstairs. 
Dated idea with an animal stare.
The pack is circling... 
The pack is circling... 

Here we go !!!

One to one pointed at the ignorant,
Judgemental, I think you know everything.
There is to know about everything. 
You want to be king without responsibility. 
The pack is circling... 
The pack is circling... 

The world can be wrong today for once.
You'll have to be wrong today. 
For once, I can't be wrong. 
I was wrong (Why?!).

The world can be wrong today for once.
You'll have to be wrong today. 
For once, I can't be wrong. 
I was wrong before.
I was wrong before...
I was wrong before...
I was wrong before...

One to one pointed at the one,
Looking for the meaning in a shotgun blast.
One to one pointed at the ignorant,
Judgemental, I think you know everything.