Took a hit to my windshield

A million miles of a burned field

Shattered glass

All around

Like a ghost on the front seat

Broken down on the 7th street

I can’t drive…

Hands are shacking and im Losing grip

Barely keep

Stay or leave

I feel like I’m breaking and im losing sleep, can hardly breath,

Time’s kept receipt on my every single choice

And ive been proven

Wrong, Wrong

Wrong, wrong

Losing my grip yeah cause life has been proving me

Wrong, wrong

Wrong, wrong

The smoke in my lungs proves that I…

Ive been lost

Without a cause

Ive been on automode

Try to shift

To move on

But Im stuck in first gear

This lack of air

This lack of change

Is getting me intoxicated

Fair and square

I chose this hell

And now this life is overwhelming

(This lack of air, i chose this hell)

And ive been proven…

Wrong, wrong

Wrong, wrong

Losing my grip yeah cause life has been proving me wrong

Wrong, wrong

Wrong, wrong

The smoke in my lungs proves that I have been…

Wrong, wrong

Im losing my grip yeah cause life has been proving me

Wrong, wrong

The smoke on my lungs proves that I have been…

WRONG

Wrong, wrong

Wrong, wrong

Losing my grip

Cause life has been proving me

Wrong, wrong

Wrong, wrong

The smoke in my lungs…

PROVEN WRONG