Wrong Things Right

I wouldn't wish on my worst ******’ 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.