Cloud Nothings - Nothing's Wrong Lyrics
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Nothing's Wrong
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What Are The Lyrics For Nothing's Wrong By Cloud Nothings?
You know it happens all the time
Why don't you scream about it now But what I really left behind Was just to compliment myself To even think about the world To even stop and think at all And that's exactly what my head And now I know I fell too long Oh I cannot wait for this to I cannot to be a I cannot for this to I cannot wait to be a I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong You know it happens all the time At least that's what they said to me So now my feet are lost behind So my feet are more like me And when I think about the world And I don't stop and think at all Like it's some kind of pulling hey-ey That it always seems like I'm wrong Oh I cannot wait for this to I cannot to be a I cannot for this to I cannot wait to be a I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong Oh I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong I can't I feel bad when nothing's wrong |
Who Wrote Nothing's Wrong By Cloud Nothings?
Dylan Baldi
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What's The Duration Of The Nothing's Wrong By Cloud Nothings?The duration of Nothing's Wrong is 2:42 minutes and seconds. |
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