Trouble's Coming

A mirror's image lying smashed on the floor
Sirens ringing, wonder who made the call?
I'm not surprised you pushed me over the edge
I got you begging me please

You can run but you can't hide
Get grafting 'cause you're running out of time
It's funny how you were the one who did the crime
And now trouble's coming
And it's coming for you
I hear it rising
There's nothing you can do
'Cause trouble's coming
And it's coming for you

Canvas dyed with your blood on the floor
It's not too late to go and run through the door
I'm not scared 'cause I've already been through hell
Now I'm a challenge for you

You grabbed me right by the neck
So I pushed you right down the stairs
You thought you had control
Then I kicked you right in the shin
You said that I was too thin
So I took your chin for a spin
You thought you could hit back
And I got you begging

You can run but you can't hide
Get grafting 'cause you're running out of time
It's funny how you were the one who did the crime
And now trouble's coming
And it's coming for you
There's nothing you can do
'Cause it's coming for you



Credits
Writer(s): Hollie Norton
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