Wrong Move Songtext
von David Reece

Eyes of the hungry children starving to believe
Force-fed by the minions, tangled web they weave, ah
Deep inside their tripping even though they grieve, ah
Sovereign in dominance, pain behind they leave
More than words on paper waiting for the ink to dry

Careful what you write, careful what you do
Careful how you live your life, they′re coming after you
Careful how you dress, careful where you walk
Careful how you talk, they're waiting for you
To make the wrong move, make the next wrong move


We number in the millions seeking our reprieve
Punishing civilians but we ain′t naïve
Rivers of vermilion from the blood they leave
Colors of Castilian in the autumn trees
Peeling back the layers, everyone's a spy
Calling in the favors building on a lie

Careful how to act, careful with the facts
Careful what you read, they're waiting on the dime to drop
Careful what you wish, careful what you think
Careful your jive talk, they′re waiting on you to make the wrong move
Waiting for you to make the wrong move

From the marrow of our birth, the spirit will always be free
By the time they unearth, find the freedom guaranteed

Careful what you write, careful what you do
Careful how you live your life, they′re coming after you
Careful how you dress, careful where you walk
Careful how you talk, they're waiting for you
To make the wrong move, waiting on your move
Waiting on your move, on the next wrong move