Wrong Crowd

Wrong Crowd
And my mother is standing beside me
As I'm packing my bags in the car
She says please boy no more fighting
Oh it's only gonna do you harm

But I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
Ohhhhhhh my boy
And my brother is standing behind me
As I'm slowly going out my head
He says you know those people don't like me
Why d'you wanna be one of them.
But I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
Ohhhhh I wish I could find somebody
That my mother would like
Oh I wish I can find somebody
That could treat me right
But I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
But I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
But I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
But I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
La canción 'Wrong Crowd' de Tom Odell nos presenta la historia de un individuo que se siente atrapado en el ciclo de relacionarse con la 'multitud equivocada'. A pesar de los consejos de su madre y su hermano, que le instan a alejarse de personas perjudiciales, el protagonista reconoce que parece ser imposible escapar de ese entorno tóxico...