Job Stanley - Might Be Wrong Lyrics

There he was
He forgot how to talk
He forgot how to talk
Like he's trapped in a box
In his head

Now he's back on his feet
And he kinda feels some peace
Just like nothings out of reach
Oh yea

There he was
Man he's losing his sight
Everybody looks alike
And he squints with his eyes
All the time

But he hears everything
And he whistles and he sings
To the tunes in his head
Oh yea

Might be wrong
What I think
Might be wrong
What I think
Might be wrong
What I think
Oh yea

Might be wrong
What I think
Might be wrong
What I think
Might be wrong
What I think