Nothing's right

Tell me again what makes a good man
Is he free of blood on his hands?
Does he only say what anyone can?
Is he clean lines and puritan?

Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right

Tell me again how you can talk to God
And how he tells you what to do
And how you're sure it's not your own damn voice
Disguised as something absolute

Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right

The bonds of friendship and brotherly love
The silver linings of holy dove
Sometimes it all just takes try and done

Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right

Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right
Sometimes I feel like nothing's right