Paroles de Wrong Side Up

Wrong side up How I like to be In my comfortable highchair of agony And from here things are looking pretty fucked up. Wrong side up. Buried in here somewhere is the reason Maybe I don't care enough to find it Just to appease you would be wrong Just to write another song Forgive this hole that is my heart that's had enough Wrong side up If you were not, would I still be? Now inside the ground a victim of this age A little bit of nothing goes a long way. Maybe I'll find what's right now that I'm Wrong side up.