Dead Wrong - All That Remains

You assume that you’re my best friend

No life, just consume what you attach to

Failure, now hang on others and try to fill the hollow

Pathetic, weak, laughable

You live to follow wantless admiration

Shameless you dig for status, on your knees crawl

Validation becomes an all consuming goal

Intruding nature, demanding one to play the roll

You’re not worth my time

Ya damn hanger on

You’ve got a long way to go

You’re still dead wrong

Now dot the map, bring the gifts you offer

As a payment for your audience

Stand up worship bow down to your knees

Intrenched within a culture that exploits the offers

Relish in the excess

Pathetic your punishment we must endure

Validation becomes an all consuming goal

Intruding nature, demanding one to play the roll

You’re not worth my time

Ya damn hanger on

You’ve got a long way to go

You’re still dead wrong

You know that trust can not be bought

And still know doubt of your return

You can’t pretend to know my heart

And no we’re not of the same cloth

You’re not worth my time

Ya damn hanger on

You’re got a long way to go

You’re still dead wrong

You’re still dead

You’re still dead wrong