Pressure's On Songtext
von Harry Marshall

Well, I′m running on the things I've lost
Still nobody here knows my name
They also don′t know the goddamn cost
Staring at the ceiling, the sun rises again
Pretzeled stomach and brain
Well, the panic sets in when you're dozing, my friend
It's probably best if you just stay woke in the end
No, not again

Ooh-ah
I′m a heavy freight train headed for a
A breakdown
No, not again

These days I don′t feel my all
And the pressure's on, the pressure′s on
Losing sleep for things that I can't control
And the pressure′s on, the pressure's on
And the pressure′s on, the pressure's on


I'm running ′round in circles
Try not to fall down
Well, it hurts like a bitch when you get hit
With the deprecating hands of self-doubt
No, not again

Ooh-ah
I′m a heavy freight train headed for a
Breakdown
No, not again!

And these days I don't feel my all
And the pressure′s on, the pressure's on
Losing sleep for things that I can′t control
And the pressure's on, the pressure′s on
And the pressure's on, the pressure's on

And these days I don′t feel my all
And the pressure′s on, the pressure's on
I′m losing sleep for things that I can't control
And the pressure′s on, the pressure's on
Oh, no
And the pressure′s on, the pressure's on
Ooh, oh
And the pressure's on, the pressure′s on