Feeling Wrong

And what the fuck do I know

about anything at all

is it time to stand on my feet?

or is it time to fall?

looking for justice

when this justice is only mine

i'm looking for something

that only i can (fucking) find

Ch:

you try to tell me things

that i can't understand

and even though i really want to

i can not pretend to

understand what it is

to leave these days at all

and what it is to feel i'm right

but then to feel i'm wrong

and here i am

once again

standing with my empty hands

feeling wrong

not feeling strong

hope its not the way

that it's fucking gonna stay