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complete - the trouble كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
some say that i’m looking for trouble
ha, to prove a point i guess i shouldn’t reb_ttal
but is it wrong that i’d rather f_ck a hooker than cuddle?
& that i’d rather be alone than ever stood in a huddle?
a drunk fool, i was put in a struggle
where i took what i loved & i shook it to rubble
does it make me different by dipping my foot in the puddle?
& is to be myself really ever good when it’s subtle?
(well f_ck you), i’ve been chasing this one dream
saving the unseen faces of some teens
raising a drug fiend’s faith to become clean
waiting for grumpy haters to gun me, down
but lately it just seems lazy as f_ck geeks stay at their dumb screen savers & punch keys
saying i’m ugly, later these c_nts be staining their undies, brown
& it’s hard to react calm & to act smart when i’d rather attack
march to their backyards as i’m armed with a bat
carve em cr_p casket & pass it a plaque, ha
but i can’t cause of brats starting this trash start it, but are just in fact harmless
but chat garbage while charging their macs
still a target is marked on my back & i’m thinking

[chorus]
why does the trouble find me?
the very second that i leave my bubble
look at all the trouble i’ve seen
you wouldn’t ever wanna be my double
take a look at the puddles i bleed
& you wonder why i seem quite puzzled
but if these pipe dreams i juggle with the streets might cease my struggle then
why does the trouble find me? (me, me, me)
the very second that i leave my bubble
look at all the trouble i’ve seen
you wouldn’t ever wanna be my double
take a look at the puddles i bleed
& you wonder why i seem quite puzzled
but if these pipe dreams i juggle with the streets might cease my struggle then
why does the trouble find me?
[verse 2]
uh, so am i destined to fall?
i take a look at my life & i question it all
i’m expecting a small gesture like a text or a call
but then my friends block me out like a mexican wall
depressed in a ball, maybe i’m just sick in the head
maybe my paranoia is beginning to spread
i sit & reflect, picking at my biggest regrets
& never leave em, i’m just greet em with some liquor instead
i’m f_cked up
it’s like murphy’s law has cursed me or prefers me to search for more
but first i pour the turps that i’m thirsty for
this is perth city, this ain’t f_cking jersey shore
(a good guy) who deserves a form of mercy or some perks he can work towards
instead i’m in a hotel with a dirty wh0re & i’m tempted to just jump from the thirteenth floor
like goodbye, cause it’s hard to relax after the black darkness of karma’s attached
parked with a smashed glass & carton of jacks
lager attracts dramas it’s part of it’s trap, ha
it’s like my heart has perhaps jarred & collapsed, scarred from the arguments had
armour is cracked fast & i’m starving for scr_ps
but a target is marked on my back & i’m thinking

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