Wrong.
Wrong.
WRONG!
Why did it start with all the wrong things?
Wrong timing with the right person.
Wrong person in the right timing.
God was joking on us.
Why it had to be so fun and laughter?
Why it had to be so hard and miserable?
Why it had to be you?
Why it had to be us?
I don't want us to be a mistake,
I want us to be the "right" side.
The thing that can't be drift apart,
something that can't be ripped up.
I just want us,
despite all the wrongs.
Tell me it's not a mistake,
really?
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