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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57208" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Trouble In Mind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">by Bob Dylan<br>I got to know, Lord, when to pull back on the reins,<br>Death can be the result of the most underrated pain.<br>Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya,<br>But when ya get tired of the Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya."<br>Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,<br>Lord, take away this trouble in mind.<br>When the deeds that you do don't add up to zero,<br>It's what's inside that counts, ask any war hero.<br>You think you can hide but you're never alone,<br>Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.<br>Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,<br>Lord, take away this trouble in mind.<br>Here comes Satan, prince of the power of the air,<br>He's gonna make you a law unto yourself, gonna build a bird's nest in your hair.<br>He's gonna deaden your conscience 'til you worship the work of your own hands,<br>You'll be serving strangers in a strange, forsaken land.<br>Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,<br>Lord, take away this trouble in mind.<br>Well, your true love has caught you where you don't belong,<br>You say, "Baby, everybody's doing it so I guess it can't be wrong."<br>The truth is far from you, so you know you got to lie,<br>Then you're all the time defending what you can never justify.<br>Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,<br>Lord, take away this trouble in mind.<br>So many of my brothers, they still want to be the boss,<br>They can't relate to the Lord's kingdom, they can't relate to the cross.<br>They self-inflict punishment on their own broken lives,<br>Put their faith in their possessions, in their jobs or their wives.<br>Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,<br>Lord, take away this trouble in mind.<br>When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,<br>How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?<br>Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,<br>Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Bob Dylan - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57208" data-title="Trouble In Mind" data-description="by Bob Dylan I got to know, Lord, when to pull back on the reins, Death can be the result of the most underrated pain. Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya, But when ya get tired of the Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya." T..."></div> </div> </div>
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