The Pressure

Disapproval, discontent

Hurry up and wait, suffocate on bated breath

I'm sick of the game, the many can wait to serve the some

All breaking the same, but we were not made the lucky ones

Lose control in this great unrest

Owe my soul 'til I pay this debt

How you bury me, I know

I just can't escape the pressure

My, my, my, my own disaster

Long after

We let it go

Won't get it into it, but I know just what it's doing

It's so sick to see us drifting apart

I just don't get it, how the hell you're so indifferent?

When you know were different from the start

So sick of the game, the many can wait to serve the some

I'm breaking the same, but we were not made the lucky ones

Not made even without control

Sell myself just to be made whole

How you bury me, I know

I just can't escape the pressure

My, my, my, my own disaster

Long after

We let it go

But you keep hold

No, how you bury me, I know

I just can't escape the pressure

My, my, my, my own disaster

Long after we all go

When are we, I just don't know

I just can't escape the pressure

My, my, my, my own disaster

Disaster

The pressure