Trouble
Navigating Life's Turmoil: Kevin Devine's 'Trouble' Explained
Lyrics
Trouble tracks me down
Trouble is a persistent presence in the speaker's life.
It's been dragging me around
Trouble has been influencing and affecting the speaker negatively.
Since my feet first touched the ground
The speaker has experienced trouble since their birth.
And I'm kicking like a kid
The speaker feels helpless and immature in dealing with trouble.
'Cause I can't get rid of it
The speaker struggles to overcome or escape from trouble.
And it's never going nowhere now
Trouble seems inescapable and a permanent part of the speaker's life.
I duck dodge to my left
The speaker tries to avoid trouble by moving left and right.
I slide step to my right
Despite efforts, trouble continues to affect the speaker.
But it nails me every time
Trouble consistently catches up with the speaker.
And I'm finished pulling fits
The speaker is tired of resisting trouble.
Yeah, I've learned to live with it
The speaker accepts and adapts to living with trouble.
Marching steady, straight and by my side
Trouble is a constant companion in the speaker's life.
Trouble makes no scene
Trouble is discreet and doesn't draw attention.
She sweeps in surgical and clean
Trouble enters the speaker's life with precision and order.
Leaves me begging on my hands and knees
The speaker feels desperate and helpless in the face of trouble.
And she's always on the clock
Trouble is always present but is not bound by time.
But she doesn't own a watch
Trouble doesn't adhere to conventional constraints.
'Cause she wrecks me straight into my sleep
Trouble disrupts the speaker's peaceful moments, affecting sleep.
Well drift into a dream
The speaker escapes reality and enters a dream world.
And I'm sailing on some sea
The dream is a pleasant and carefree experience.
Shooting whiskey with my Irish bride
In the dream, the speaker enjoys simple pleasures.
Till Amy Goodman wakes me up
Reality, represented by Amy Goodman, interrupts the dream.
I'm alone in brooklyn, broke as fuck
The speaker wakes up to a harsh and challenging reality.
With a splitting headache
The speaker is in a difficult situation in Brooklyn.
And sore bloodshot eyes
The physical and emotional toll of trouble is evident.
And I've known trouble all my life
The speaker has faced trouble throughout their life.
And I'm sick of asking why
The speaker is tired of questioning why trouble exists.
It's like screaming at a set of dice
Comparing trouble to randomness, it cannot be controlled or predicted.
They're gonna role the way they role
Acceptance that outcomes are uncertain, like rolling dice.
And then you're never gonna know
Uncertainty prevails, and the speaker won't understand the results.
So getting crazy's just a waste of time
Engaging in reckless behavior is futile.
I've just seen trouble track me down
Trouble continues to pursue and affect the speaker.
It keeps pulling me around
The speaker is unable to escape trouble's influence.
Till I'm deep inside the ground
The speaker imagines finding peace in death.
And then I'll smile in my sleep
In death, the speaker envisions freedom from trouble.
'Cause in that box I'm finally free
Acceptance of the idea that death brings relief from trouble.
And ain't no trouble gonna find me now
The speaker believes trouble won't affect them after death.
Ain't no trouble gonna find me now
Ain't no trouble gonna find me now
The speaker is confident that trouble will not trouble them in death.
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