Dead Wrong — All That Remains

Here we go

You assume that you're my best friend No life, just consume what you attach to Failure, now hang on others and try to fill the hollow

Pathetic, weak, laughable You live to follow wantless admiration Shameless you dig for status, on your knees crawl

Validation becomes an all consuming goal Intruding nature, demanding one to play the roll

You're not worth my time Ya damn hanger on You've got a long way to go You're still dead wrong

Now dot the map, bring the gifts you offer As a payment for your audience Stand up worship bow down to your knees Intrenched within a culture that exploits the offers Relish in the excess Pathetic your punishment we must endure

Validation becomes an all consuming goal Intruding nature, demanding one to play the roll

You're not worth my time Ya damn hanger on You've got a long way to go You're still dead wrong

You know that trust can not be bought And still know doubt of your return You can't pretend to know my heart And no we're not of the same cloth

You're not worth my time Ya damn hanger on You're got a long way to go You're still dead wrong.