Silas Crowe - Troubles Find Me

Woke up to the hum of a broken fan, Bills on the table, dirt on my hands. Ain’t lookin’ for trouble, but it knows my name, Every time I move, it moves the same. Troubles find me, troubles stay, They don’t go easy, they don’t fade away. I don’t chase ‘em, but they know the way, Yeah, troubles find me… and they stay. Phone don’t ring unless it’s bad news talkin’, Rain on the roof keeps the rhythm walkin’. Some men get luck, I get delay, The sun comes out, but it won’t stay. Troubles find me, troubles stay, They don’t go easy, they don’t fade away. Every good thing turns to gray, Yeah, troubles find me… and they stay. I made my peace with the drag of the chain, Some lessons stick, some just stain. If life’s a debt, I’ve overpaid, These blues stay, they don’t go away. Troubles find me, troubles stay, They don’t go easy, they don’t fade away. Ain’t no cure for the mess I’ve made, Yeah, troubles find me… and they fuckin’ stay.