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Trouble will find you no matter where you go, oh oh
No matter if you're fast, no matter if you're slow, oh oh
The eye of the storm wanna cry in the morn, oh oh
You're fine for a while but you start to lose control
How I hate the way he makes me feel
And how I try to make him leave
I try, oh oh I try
No matter if you're fast, no matter if you're slow, oh oh
The eye of the storm wanna cry in the morn, oh oh
You're fine for a while but you start to lose control
How I hate the way he makes me feel
And how I try to make him leave
I try, oh oh I try