Trouble - Nabiha

You feel your heartbeat

(Bust, bust, bust)

The colour of your cheeks

(Flushed, flushed, flushed)

Can’t set the TV

(Adjust, just adjust)

What’s your strategy?

(Rush, rush, rush)

Why’s it always feel like you’re running away?

Hiding behind that tense little face

I know where your head’s at

(Crushed, crushed, crushed)

Don’t you wanna kick back

(The dust, the dust, the dust)

Slow, breathe in, breathe out

But when you close your eyes, the nightmares are back

You’re pushing through the crowd like you’re under attack

Driving your mind but it’s fading to black

And then you’ve got trouble, you’ve got trouble

Gotta face your fears or they’ll scare you to death

Like ugly souvenirs you keep in your head

Driving your mind but it’s fading to black

And then you’ve got trouble, you’ve got trouble

Struggling to pay the bills

(Bust, bust, bust)

Juggling sleeping pills

(Much, too much, too much)

Pumping up the greed

(Costs, costs, costs)

In the dollar we

(Trust, trust, trust)

Why’s it always feel like you’re running away?

Fried worry lines on your face everyday

I know where your head’s at

(Crushed, crushed, crushed)

Don’t you wanna kick back

(The dust, the dust, the dust)

Slow, breathe in, breathe out

But when you close your eyes, the nightmares are back

You’re pushing through the crowd like you’re under attack

Driving your mind but it’s fading to black

And then you’ve got trouble, you’ve got trouble

Gotta face your fears or they’ll scare you to death

Like ugly souvenirs you keep in your head

Driving your mind but it’s fading to black

And then you’ve got trouble, you’ve got trouble

If you go through the day stressing away

You’re never gonna get out alive

Mainlining control, forgetting your soul

You’re never gonna get out alive

Is it so important, so important

Go back to «start», follow your heart

And never let them take you alive

But when you close your eyes, the nightmares are back

You’re pushing through the crowd like you’re under attack

Driving your mind but it’s fading to black

And then you’ve got trouble, you’ve got trouble

Gotta face your fears or they’ll scare you to death

Like ugly souvenirs you keep in your head

Driving your mind but it’s fading to black

And then you’ve got trouble, you’ve got trouble

But when you close your eyes, the nightmares are back

You’re pushing through the crowd like you’re under attack

Driving your mind but it’s fading to black

And then you’ve got trouble, you’ve got trouble