Pressure

Another type of trust fall
Where worms find out what its takes
Peeled skin of all these reptiles
Like the skin of my mistakes
If the Ocean was a home for god, than I'm passing by osmosis
Washed upon the beach to return to primal savage

Eyelids folding back, mincing up their tongues will lash
Gnashing like the teeth of dogs I swear to fish

The pressure, (say it) it's on (again), I feel it (yeah)
Cause I don't feel anything anymore

I'd still search the ocean for ya

No I don't mind time that I have spent with you
Keep in mind this rubber skin is new
Akin to mongrel patrons of the terror farm
Screaming at me run but they don't know what from

The pressure, (say it) it's on (again), I feel it (yeah)
Cause I don't feel anything anymore

Guess you could say we're the diamonds, or perhaps not so much
Ya'll know where to find em, or perhaps not so much

The pressure it's on I feel it
Or perhaps, perhaps not so much



Credits
Writer(s): Dee Frank
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