Wrong Things Right के बोल

I wouldn't wish on my worst fuckin’ enemy What I feel every God damn day and night. My heart beats outside of my chest, won't rest Until I make the wrong things right Had the most precious thing To me torn from my arms But I refuse to lose in this scenario What goes around comes around in the end And when it does when it does I hope this same pain buries you I hope this same pain buries you You can't replace what's irreplaceable You can't deny the undeniable All I ever been is a good man, Like my father and his father before him