Wrong - Kilo Kish

I’M BUTTONING MY BLOUSE

YOU’RE WALKING DOWN THE STAIRS

I WOULD HAVE LET YOU OUT

BUT NO ONE SEEMS TO CARE

WHAT A WASTE OF WATER

WHAT A WASTE OF SAND

TO TRAVEL ALL THE EARTH

AND NO ONE KNOWS YOU’RE THERE?

WE LIKE TO FEEL ALL TOUGH

WE LIKE OUR FISTS IN OUR GLOVES

WHERE WE CAN KICK AND PUNCH

AND THEY ALL HAVE TO TAKE IT

BUT WHEN YOU SHUT YOUR DOOR

AND FINALLY ALONE

YOU’RE CRYING FOR A TOUCH

BUT NO ONE WANTS TO SAY IT

MAYBE I WAS WRONG

GOING OUT ALONE

IT’S LIKE A CAT AND MOUSE

YOU WIN AND THEN YOU DON’T

YOU’RE FILLING THE CANTEEN

AND STEADY RUNNING OUT (AGAIN)

WHAT A WASTE OF WATER

WHAT A WASTE OF AIR

TO REACH THE HIGHEST HIGHS

AND THEN YOU’RE LOW AGAIN?

WE LIKE TO FEEL ALL TOUGH

WE LIKE OUR FISTS IN OUR GLOVES

WHERE WE CAN BEAT THE LIVING HELL

OUT OF A STRANGER

BUT WHEN YOU TURN IT OFF

AND ALL THE QUIET STARTS

YOU’RE GONNA FIND THAT

YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE IN DANGER

MAYBE I WAS WRONG

GOING OUT ALONE

MAYBE I WAS WRONG

GOING OUT ALONE

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