There's Nothing Wrong

There's Nothing Wrong

There's nothing wrong with being sane
There's nothing wrong with being okay
There's nothing wrong with being normal
There's nothing wrong with losing your mind
There's nothing wrong with telling lies
There's nothing wrong with a false disguise
There's nothing wrong with a little kiss and tell
There's nothing wrong with wishing someone go to hell

There's nothing wrong!
There's nothing wrong!

There's nothing wrong with taking a chance
There's nothing wrong with savouring the romance
There's nothing wrong with having no friends
There's nothing wrong with setting no trends
There's nothing wrong with a little bit of yang and yin
There's nothing wrong with savouring the sin

There's nothing wrong!
There's nothing wrong!

Inside my mind I see the picture all so clearly
Panic attacks, set backs - aren't you cutting it close?
I keep on telling myself these three little words
And the cloud seems to drift away
(There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong...)
This life is not some afterthought rat race
As there is no point in rushing to the finish line
I'm not running any sort of race with you, I'll take my time
Inside my mind I see the picture all so clearly,
Coming back to me like it happened yesterday

There's nothing wrong with being insane
There's nothing wrong with wanting to get out of the frame
There's nothing wrong with a little happiness amiss
There's nothing wrong with this dark mist
There's nothing wrong with wanting to fuck the world over
There's nothing wrong with wanting to fuck everyone else over

There's nothing wrong!
There's nothing wrong!

There's nothing wrong with festering this madness inside
There's nothing wrong with keeping the darkness from the light
There's nothing wrong with this hatred surfacing every time
There's nothing wrong with wanting to make everything fucking divine
There's nothing wrong with wanting to tell lies
There's nothing wrong with the whole truth and nothing but
There's nothing wrong with soceity in today's generation
There's nothing wrong with how things have really fucked up

There's nothing wrong!
There's nothing wrong!

Inside my mind I see the picture all so clearly
Mind fucks, mind games - do you feel the hangman's noose now?
I keep on telling myself it will all be okay
And the moment seems like my own madness
(There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong...)
These words are not some drunken hangover
I've thought it through and dwelt on my thoughts in silence
The rage cascading in waves, ebbing and back forth
I won't fight with you any longer, I won't take part in your war
Inside my mind I see the picture all so clearly,
Coming back as I scream my lungs out against the wall

There's nothing wrong!
There's nothing wrong!

There's nothing wrong with wanting to hold the darkness inside
There's nothing wrong with wanting to hide
There's nothing wrong with telling someone to go fuck themself
There's nothing wrong with putting yourself back on this shelf
There's nothing wrong with letting time heal the pain you feel
There's nothing wrong with watching the photgraph reel
There's nothing wrong with wanting the layers to slowly peel

There's nothing wrong!
There's nothing wrong!

There's nothing wrong with wanting the world to fade away
There's nothing wrong with wanting to steal another day
There's nothing wrong with wishing it would all go to hell
There's nothing wrong with having another story to tell
There's nothing wrong with wanting this violence
There's nothing wrong with having another friend at the end of your leash
There's nothing wrong with the evil that's inside my mind
There's nothing wrong with having nothing to find

There's nothing wrong!
There's nothing wrong!

Inside my mind I see the picture all so clearly
Panic attacks, set backs - aren't you cutting it close?
I keep on telling myself these three little words
And the cloud seems to drift away
(There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong...)
This life is not some afterthought rat race
As there is no point in rushing to the finish line
I'm not running any sort of race with you, I'll take my time
Inside my mind I see the picture all so clearly,
Coming back to me like it happened yesterday
Inside my mind I see the picture all so clearly
Mind fucks, mind games - do you feel the hangman's noose now?
I keep on telling myself it will all be okay
And the moment seems like my own madness
(There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong...)
These words are not some drunken hangover
I've thought it through and dwelt on my thoughts in silence
The rage cascading in waves, ebbing and back forth
I won't fight with you any longer, I won't take part in your war
Inside my mind I see the picture all so clearly,
Coming back as I scream my lungs out against the wall