Wrong Things Right

I wouldn't wish on my worst fuckin’ enemy
What I feel every God damn day and night.
My heart beats outside of my chest, won't rest
Until I make the wrong things right

Had the most precious thing
To me torn from my arms
But I refuse to lose in this scenario
What goes around comes around in the end
And when it does when it does
I hope this same pain buries you

I hope this same pain buries you
You can't replace what's irreplaceable
You can't deny the undeniable
All I ever been is a good man,
Like my father and his father before him