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 I 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 With the wrong theory for the wrong man The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes 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 Made the wrong move, every wrong night With the wrong tune played 'til it sounded right, yeah Wrong Wrong Too long Wrong Too long Wrong Too long Wrong Too long Wrong Too long I was born with the wrong sign (wrong) In the wrong house With the wrong ascendancy (too long) I took the wrong road (wrong) That led to the wrong tendencies (too long) I was in the wrong place at the wrong time (wrong) For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme (too long) On the wrong day of the wrong week (wrong) I used the wrong method with the wrong technique Wrong --- Wrong - Depeche Mode