These people, what are your friends for?
You wish they could help you,
You better get used to
We don't sleep much,
We're looking for trouble
We saw town sides,
I was your lover
Now I hold back, when I talk to you
When I'm blacked out
And you're biased
Cause I'm keeping you close to me
I grab your arm hard,
To make you hit me
To make it hurt less,
To even wait
He is a madman, he is my trouble,
It's not right now, he is my burden
I talk loud, I push right back,
When he is my trouble, my trouble,
To ask me to hit him,
Til words got out
He is a madman, he is my trouble,
He's my sadness, he is my burden
And the women,
They sing in their low keys
They sing how did they get here,
I wish they could carry me over the waters
But I cannot say anything, this is a secret,
You took me out here, you walked on a limb for me
He is my sadness,
He's my trouble
It's not right now
He's my burden
When he's my trouble
I was your lover, I was your lover
And now he's over land and seas
Now he's over land and seas
He's my burden
Writer(s): David Lindvall, Emil Nils Svanangen
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