Songtext von Pressurized

Search for soul in soullessness A desperate memory of it all Kicking against that sort of thing How can I feel pressurized Feeling I know what to expect Some awfully deranged stuff in there How exciting a life you lead It flatters me sometimes Feel pressurized Pale blue eyes, tears of mirth I'm not going to run away Obsessed irresponsibility Getting madder, falling to pieces Feel pressurized