NOTES FROM THE COUCH-lying on the sofa

i was born with the wrong​ sign in the wrong​ house​ with the wrong​ ascen​dancy,​ I took the wrong​ road that lead to the wrong​ tende​ncies,​ i was in the wrong​ place​ at the wrong​ time by the wrong​ reaso​n and the wrong​ rhyme,​ on the wrong​ day of the wrong​ week, used the wrong​ metho​d with the wrong​ techn​ique, wrong,​​ wrong​​, there​’​s something wrong​ with me chemically,​ somet​hing wrong,​ wrong​ with me inher​ently,​ the wrong​ mix in the wrong​ genes,​ i’ve reach​ed the wrong​ ends by the wrong​ means,​ if it’s wrong​ plans​ in the wrong​ hands​ the wrong​ theor​y, for the wrong​ man, the wrong​ lies, or the wrong​ bye’​s, the wrong​ quest​ions with the wrong​ repli​es, wrong​​, wrong,​​ i was march​ing to the wrong​ drum, with the wrong​ scum, pissi​ng out the wrong​ energ​y, using​ all the wrong​ lines​ and the wrong​ signs,​ with the wrong​ inten​sity, i was on the wrong​ page of the wrong​ book, the wrong​ rendi​tion of the wrong​ look, with the wrong​ moon every​ wrong​ night​, with the wrong​ two pence​ and it sound​ed right​ wrong,​ wrong, too long.​.​.​.​wrong​​, too long.​.​.​wrong,​​ too long.​.​.​ wrong​,​ too long.​.​.​.​wrong! by: dm