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To sleeping innocent minds It happens at the break of day Before your wits are gathered Even before you are awake Your thoughts will find a clock to wind And put dissent into your ear Even before your eyes are open The plot has thickened 'round your fears We borrow trouble Seems we all know how It's an expression from the old days But even more true now We borrow trouble We even borrow time Like you don't have enough of your own Now you want some of my– Trouble! I'll take all of it that you've got to give I'll take all of it that you've got to give I'll take all of it that you've got to give I'll take all of it that you've got to give I'll take all of it that you've got to give I'll take all of it that you've got to give I'll take all of it that you've got to give SongtexteI'll take all of it that you've got to give I dropped like a stone Like a bag of dead weight So good at picturing the life that I was gonna be left out of Rather than the one I'd made Well these arguing words They gather heavy on my mind Knitting thoughts like they're my destiny Like they're the measurement of time (Huh!) I borrowed trouble I lived on borrowed time It's a poor skill to get so good at Making wrong what is all right We all borrow trouble It seems we all know how It's an expression from the old days But even more true now Trouble! (I'll take all of it that you've got to give) (I'll take all of it that you've got to give) Trouble! (I'll take all of it that you've got to give) (I'll take all of it that you've got to give) Trouble! (I'll take all of it that you've got to give) (I'll take all of it that you've got to give) Trouble! (I'll take all of it that you've got to give) (I'll take all of it that you've got to give) Aus Songtexte Mania