Something Is Wrong

Things got real I ran

Wondering if I had what it takes to be a man

Thinking I was cut from that stock

I'd listen all day

But when it came time to walk

I would stumble in and out of that blue

Only fear I had was hearing half of the story

Yeah freedom is where we are standing

Something is wrong

I'd start the day by drawing my conclusions

Only in the moments when I needed belief

To battle what I thought was confusion

I'd come to find my struggle was hearing myself speak

In the wind like a promise meant nothing

Speaking like a promise meant nothing

Yeah freedom is where we are standing

Something is wrong

Yeah freedom is where we are standing

Something is desperately wrong

Yeah freedom is where we are standing

Something is wrong

Yeah freedom is where we are standing

Something is desperately wrong