Wrong, all that we are 
Living, breathing lies 
Wrong, all that 
I feel All compassion dies 
Once hand in hand 
And now detached 
Befriend the pace 
The lonely trance... detached 
Wrong, all that 
I see Something inside denies 
Wrong, all that 
I feel Something inside me cries 
Once hand in hand 
And now detached 
Befriend the pace 
The lonely trance... detached 
What can I say when there are no words? 
I can't explain what 
I cannot understand... 
Wrong, all that we do 
Dismiss the things we've said 
Wrong, all we become 
We stumble misguided 
Once hand in hand 
And now detached 
Befriend the pace 
The lonely trance... detached 
Something in you, something in me 
We're trying to control 
Something in you, something in me 
We're trying to overcome 
Something in you, something in me 
We're trying to understand 
Something in you, something in me 
We're trying to break out 
What can I say when there are no words? 
I can't explain what 
I can't understand... 
Wrong Wrong 
Wrong Wrong?