Trouble - Bruisers

Another night in the city

Somethings in the air

You feel it down in your column

Something you can’t deter

Maybe its just a feeling

Something you can’t shake

Whether it comes tonight or not

It’ll get you — Make no mistake

It could come on a Wednesday evening

Or maybe on a Friday night

No sound, no time, no warning

No place place to run and hide

Maybe its just a feeling

You can’t stop the tide

You might be in fates cross hairs

Luck keeps you alive