Turbatus Bellator

Trouble
Seems I’m trouble again

Thy don’t want me outside
It’s what I do to their minds
Seems they’d rather be rhymes

Well who cares
I’m trouble
Trouble is where I’ve been

Don’t take my hand
They just won’t understand
They’ll be troubled

Fuck it
Come join the troubled man
You see
It’s all I’ll ever be

Trouble everywhere
It doesn’t fall far from me
Like their addled minds
Every time I try to get free
I see me chasing after me

Troubled
Seems I’m troubled again

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