Beat the Pressure
It's seven and you aint call me back again
Guess your impression of me wasn't anything
I got my hopes up and I won't make that mistake twice
Cause I feel alive, without your kind
I smelt the flowers in the yard
Since spring is in the air
I'm looking up and you want me looking down
And I feel alive, without your k-
Sometimes you gotta go back, to move foward
You gotta get up, to get down
You gotta keep movin' through the moments
You gotta get up, to get down
Tell me baby, why you feelin' down
But I don't know what to do at all
Tell me honey, can't we turn this around
My hands are tied, gotta make the call
You've got conviction, that's for sure
Think you're a beacon, you feel so light, you feel so pure
I rue the day we come in contact once again
And if I see your eyes, my heart will crystalize
Sometimes you gotta go- picture yourself a god
And powers in the air, ohh
You impact in my sphere is nearly down
And I feel alive, I don't know your kind
Sometimes you gotta go back, to move foward
You gotta get up, to get down
You gotta keep movin' through the moments
You gotta get up, to get down
I'm head out west, I'm gonna shoot my best
I gotta beat the pressure, yeah yeah yeah
I'm gonna do my thing, I gotta ride this way
I gotta beat the pressure, yeah yeah yeah
Tell me baby, why you feelin' down
But I don't know what to do at all
Tell me honey, can't we turn this around
My hands are tied, gotta make the call
Guess your impression of me wasn't anything
I got my hopes up and I won't make that mistake twice
Cause I feel alive, without your kind
I smelt the flowers in the yard
Since spring is in the air
I'm looking up and you want me looking down
And I feel alive, without your k-
Sometimes you gotta go back, to move foward
You gotta get up, to get down
You gotta keep movin' through the moments
You gotta get up, to get down
Tell me baby, why you feelin' down
But I don't know what to do at all
Tell me honey, can't we turn this around
My hands are tied, gotta make the call
You've got conviction, that's for sure
Think you're a beacon, you feel so light, you feel so pure
I rue the day we come in contact once again
And if I see your eyes, my heart will crystalize
Sometimes you gotta go- picture yourself a god
And powers in the air, ohh
You impact in my sphere is nearly down
And I feel alive, I don't know your kind
Sometimes you gotta go back, to move foward
You gotta get up, to get down
You gotta keep movin' through the moments
You gotta get up, to get down
I'm head out west, I'm gonna shoot my best
I gotta beat the pressure, yeah yeah yeah
I'm gonna do my thing, I gotta ride this way
I gotta beat the pressure, yeah yeah yeah
Tell me baby, why you feelin' down
But I don't know what to do at all
Tell me honey, can't we turn this around
My hands are tied, gotta make the call
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Wolfe Scott, Jeffrey Carlton Innes, James Michael Bull, Rebecca Gray
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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