The Pressure
They say that peer pressure makes good people act in opposites
Well I don't know if the pressure's my sarcophagus
All that I know is that the pressure's a necropolis
And once you fold, social death will be your prophesy
Within these four dreaded walls we think we can't resist
Those who do control life and death of social politics
Those who think control brings the light in them
We can't resist the abuse controlling how our lives exist
We can't resist
The pressure, the pressure
The feeling inside, suppressing our gifts
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three, click
The pressure, the pressure
The feeling inside, where no one can quit
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three
Losing my life (Yeah, yeah)
Drowning in hope they won't grow
I do my tasks go eat some food then grab a drink and go (Do something that)
Makes my real life look more like I'm trapped inside a box (Or two)
I wonder if Larry David could use another couple hundred views
At the same time seeing all the news from people who're abused
Let's my overthinking plague my mind
Those bells don't ring for you
Through all the same opinions
Reading captions I think through
These people might have it worse than me
They can't refuse the mental abuse of
The pressure, the pressure
The feeling inside that no one resists
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three, click
The pressure, the pressure
Feeding our eyes, and no one can quit
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two three
Hard on my life, my heart's in a casket
Pressure aside am I overreacting
Black balloons weighing me down has me smitten
I'm beat to my knees and those bells are still ringing
I wanna be what I know I can be
I know it's a dream but it's not make belief
But this polarization of ideology
Is making me scared of who I'm meant to be
I hear those bells ringing and I hear their song
Those ignorant people who think they're not wrong
The problem is that their voices bring sheets
Of hatred that's been seen throughout history
But it's all in the name of 'equality
See past the surface and you'll see what I see
An opinion or post with some likes or some upvotes
Go to show that you're only the target audience of
The pressure, the pressure
Controls all our lives, it shouldn't exist
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three, click
The pressure, the pressure
We all go inside and quit to our fairytales
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three
Hard on my life, my hearts in a casket
Pressure aside am I overreacting
Don't be a crescendo, stop building me up
Stop turning my depth into a one worded being
Stop doing it in general
It's dehumanizing
But if people have chosen to place labels on me
I know they won't hear me no matter how hard I scream
The split is a chasm and it's getting wider
Leaching on everything from school to Mike Meyers
If something already isn't drawn to a side
You can bet that those bells will make up their mind
At some point soon
It's past high noon
Both sides want it all, won't you awaken to
Well I don't know if the pressure's my sarcophagus
All that I know is that the pressure's a necropolis
And once you fold, social death will be your prophesy
Within these four dreaded walls we think we can't resist
Those who do control life and death of social politics
Those who think control brings the light in them
We can't resist the abuse controlling how our lives exist
We can't resist
The pressure, the pressure
The feeling inside, suppressing our gifts
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three, click
The pressure, the pressure
The feeling inside, where no one can quit
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three
Losing my life (Yeah, yeah)
Drowning in hope they won't grow
I do my tasks go eat some food then grab a drink and go (Do something that)
Makes my real life look more like I'm trapped inside a box (Or two)
I wonder if Larry David could use another couple hundred views
At the same time seeing all the news from people who're abused
Let's my overthinking plague my mind
Those bells don't ring for you
Through all the same opinions
Reading captions I think through
These people might have it worse than me
They can't refuse the mental abuse of
The pressure, the pressure
The feeling inside that no one resists
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three, click
The pressure, the pressure
Feeding our eyes, and no one can quit
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two three
Hard on my life, my heart's in a casket
Pressure aside am I overreacting
Black balloons weighing me down has me smitten
I'm beat to my knees and those bells are still ringing
I wanna be what I know I can be
I know it's a dream but it's not make belief
But this polarization of ideology
Is making me scared of who I'm meant to be
I hear those bells ringing and I hear their song
Those ignorant people who think they're not wrong
The problem is that their voices bring sheets
Of hatred that's been seen throughout history
But it's all in the name of 'equality
See past the surface and you'll see what I see
An opinion or post with some likes or some upvotes
Go to show that you're only the target audience of
The pressure, the pressure
Controls all our lives, it shouldn't exist
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three, click
The pressure, the pressure
We all go inside and quit to our fairytales
The pressure, the pressure
The one, two, three
Hard on my life, my hearts in a casket
Pressure aside am I overreacting
Don't be a crescendo, stop building me up
Stop turning my depth into a one worded being
Stop doing it in general
It's dehumanizing
But if people have chosen to place labels on me
I know they won't hear me no matter how hard I scream
The split is a chasm and it's getting wider
Leaching on everything from school to Mike Meyers
If something already isn't drawn to a side
You can bet that those bells will make up their mind
At some point soon
It's past high noon
Both sides want it all, won't you awaken to
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Writer(s): Noah Michaelson
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