Pressure

Wake up every mornin with the crippling anxiety
Part of my routine, rather suffer quietly
Brew a cup of steam then I punch the gas
Pedal on the floor, all I know is beside me

Pressure

Weaker by the minute and I feel like I'm failing
Never catchin up a dozen creditors are tailing
No matter what the pay is I am always broke
Twenty mile stairway with no fuckin railing

Pressure. Builds up inside of me
Pressure. Tests my sobriety
Pressure. Drive me off a tee
Leakin at the seals and I'm fixin to blow

A pinhole opens up there over time
Weakness compromises the whole line
Tension snaps and I just might go blind

Keepin up the trudge I am barefoot in the snow
Weight upon my shoulders I walk like a buffalo
Grab a rusty tool and I don't look back
Tired arm keeps the beat on the thigh bone

Pressure. Builds up inside of me
Pressure. Tests my sobriety
Pressure. Drive me off a tee
Leakin at the seals and I'm fixin to blow



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Writer(s): Ben Peterson
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