Songtext von Brutally Wrong

Kicked and stabbed along the way Planning for the hour Revenge a method, one of many To consummate the change Why, what could you ever gain? Nothing it seems except being lame What, what could you ever lose? Brutally wrong, it's all a game Moving forward, leaving something Requires the unsaid Be a man and let it all go Abandoning your pride Why, what could you ever gain? Nothing it seems except being lame What, what could you ever lose? Brutally wrong, it's all a game (x 2) Now it's here Time to choose You decide What you'll become Why, what could you ever gain? Nothing it seems except being lame What, what could you ever lose?