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.

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.

There’s something wrong with me chemically. The wrong mix in the wrong genes.
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book. With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook.

I was marching to the wrong drum, with the wrong scum.
Used the wrong sings, with the wrong intensity.
Made the wrong move, every wrong night.

With the wrong tune played till it sounded right!!!TTT

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