“I Was Born With The Wrong Sign, In The Wrong House, With The Wrong Ascendancy. I Took The Wrong Road, That Led To, The Wrong Tendencies. I Was In The Wrong Place, At The Wrong Time, For The Wrong Reason, And The Wrong Rhyme. On The Wrong Day, Of The Wrong Week, Used The Wrong Method, With The Wrong Technique…WRONG…” — DEPECHE MODE (“WRONG”)

“…There’s Something Wrong With Me, Chemically, Something Wrong With Me Inherently. The Wrong Mix, In The Wrong Genes, I Reached The Wrong Ends, By The Wrong Means. It Was The Wrong Plan, In The Wrong Hands, With The Wrong Theory, For The Wrong Man. The Wrong Eyes, On The Wrong Prize, The Wrong Questions, With The Wrong Replies…”

WRONG

"I Was Marching To The Wrong Drum, With The Wrong Scum, Pissing-Out The Wrong Energy. Using All The Wrong Lines, And The Wrong Signs, With The Wrong Intensity. I Was On The Wrong Page, Of The Wrong Book, With The Wrong Rendition Of The Wrong Look. With The Wrong Moon, Every Wrong Night, With The Wrong Tune Playing Till It Sounded Right, Yeah..."

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"...I Was Born With The Wrong Sign, In The Wrong House, With The Wrong Ascendancy. I Took The Wrong Road, That Led To, The Wrong Tendencies. I Was In The Wrong Place, At The Wrong Time, For The Wrong Reason, And The Wrong Rhyme. On The Wrong Day, Of The Wrong Week, Used The Wrong Method, With The Wrong Technique. WRONG!"

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