Pressure
Trapped inside my head
Starting to think that I'm better off dead
Choking on my thoughts like a rope around my neck
Feeling like I've got a fucking gun to my head
Pressure
You left me here to die
Because I didn't give into your lies
Throw me in the attic and burn the house to the ground
You'd rather go in silence than let them hear the sound of
Pressure
Starting to think that I'm better off dead
Choking on my thoughts like a rope around my neck
Feeling like I've got a fucking gun to my head
Pressure
You left me here to die
Because I didn't give into your lies
Throw me in the attic and burn the house to the ground
You'd rather go in silence than let them hear the sound of
Pressure
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