[Hook: Marc E. Bassy]

Was it all wrong?

Was it just the wrong time?

Was the feeling too much, for your plot line? (x2)

[Verse 1: Locksmith]

If I lay my soul

If I pave my road

If I don't see then will it take control?

If I speak my mind, if I spill my heart

If I take these bullets will it kill my art?

If I march off beat, will it yield my life?

If I write you a tweet will it still suffice?

If I said 8 years ago

"you were cheering in the streets"

It would peak on that very same night

Go ahead, shoot me, hang me, choke me, lynch me, jail me

Tell me the dream then pinch me

Wake me up, from

My somber sleep

But we a fall down on the calmest feet

But we all calm down when we start to see

What is dangled is based off against the weak

Whatever angle you take medicates the meek

You can never find love when it's hate you seek

When you trapped in the same mind frame as the enemy

You become slain by the same kind of energy

Now you're the centerpiece of a centered centerpiece

I just wanna pray that the Angels remember me

Tried to climb out, it was too steep (what?)

Might've timed out, it was too deep

(oh)

They say we all the same, but we unique

What do you think?

[Hook: Marc E. Bassy]

Was it all wrong?

Was it just the wrong time?

Was the feeling too much, for your plot line? (x2)

[Verse 2: Locksmith]

And I remember arguments with my mom

I was irate but she remained calm

Taught me the time it takes to make qualms

Feed into pride and angst and that's wrong

I know that you long revenge and retribution

But when you feed in that's never the solution

Once you start change how you feel in your heart and the hate disembarks

That's a real revolution!

It's not about death, it's not about threats, it's not about the preference of your sex

Not about the clothes that you wear

Or the length of your hair

Or the "O"s that you write on your check

I know you feel stranded

I know you feel branded

I know you wanna lash out and speak candid

I know you wanna punch the wall and bring it to em all

But if you do then they're more in command

And till you understand it

You'll be short handed

Take it as a tool to use to your advantage

Know what I say may seem

Outlandish

You could give in but it'll only do damage

Only set you back. only hold you down

A life full of hurt was the only thing you found

We been on the ground so long that we long for the dirt

But it's time that we search for the truth now

[Hook: Marc E. Bassy]

Was it all wrong?

Was it just the wrong time?

Was the feeling too much, for your plot line? (x2)