What is my message I could sing out loud? The hidden truth that lies behind? There ain’t no good phrase in the daily rat race I got trouble in my mind
I could blame it on the history of my country, my age Was I born under a bad sign? But in the mirror I see no excuses for me I got trouble in my mind
The trouble with the world is all that I can see I can’t hold against the weight of what becomes of me Sometimes I feel like dying, leaving all the things behind Sometimes I see there’s no way out from trouble in my mind
The daily struggle to be the perfect man Takes hell a lot of time Oh, but what do I get when I lay down my head? More trouble in my mind
Well I couldn’t really show my back to The news that catches my eye Corruption, politics, national conflicts All end up in my mind
The trouble with the world is all that I can see I can’t hold against the weight of what becomes of me Sometimes I feel like dying, leaving all the things behind Sometimes I see there’s no way out from troubles in my mind
I gotta be hard, I gotta let loose I gotta make ’em happy while singin’ the blues I gotta give my heart but I gotta stay safe I gotta show my weakness, I gotta be brave
I gotta be a boy who has no soul I gotta be a man who’s seen it all I gotta be black and white and day and night Even gotta bother with this thing in my mind
The trouble with the world is all that I can see I can’t hold against the weight of what becomes of me Sometimes I feel like dying, leaving all the things behind Sometimes I see there’s no way out from trouble, trouble, trouble
With the world is all I see I can’t hold against the weight of what becomes of me Sometimes I feel like dying, leaving all the things behind Sometimes I see there’s no way out from troubles in my mind