Trouble (Mike Hawkins Remix)

Trouble (Mike Hawkins Remix) - Nabiha

Composed by：Nabiha Bensouda/Carl Ryden/Tommy Danvers

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

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

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