Pressure Songtext
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Pressure Songtext
I′ve had some bad ideas before
Try to learn from my mistakes
But repeat them anyway
Everytime I woke up on the floor
With the taste of cheap champagne
From a hazy yesterday, cigarette
Ruining my dress but I'm trying to impress
But I don′t care, oh
Not at my best and I look like a mess
And I can't help myself and I feel the pressure
Feeling in my bloodstream
Vision blurring slowly
Speeding up my heartbeat
Whisky with a temper
Maybe it's a bender
I′m wasted under pressure
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
I′m all caught up with a fast crowd
Living like I'm on TV
My Xanax is a touch screen
Will I ever get it, will I ever get it figured out
Fall asleep in limousines
Wake up and I miss my dreams, cigarette
Ruining my dress but I′m trying to impress
But I don't care, oh
Not at my best and I look like a mess
And I can′t help myself and I feel the pressure
Feeling in my bloodstream
Vision blurring slowly
Speeding up my heartbeat
Whisky with a temper
Maybe it's a bender
I′m wasted under pressure
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
Try to learn from my mistakes
But repeat them anyway
Everytime I woke up on the floor
With the taste of cheap champagne
From a hazy yesterday, cigarette
Ruining my dress but I'm trying to impress
But I don′t care, oh
Not at my best and I look like a mess
And I can't help myself and I feel the pressure
Feeling in my bloodstream
Vision blurring slowly
Speeding up my heartbeat
Whisky with a temper
Maybe it's a bender
I′m wasted under pressure
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
I′m all caught up with a fast crowd
Living like I'm on TV
My Xanax is a touch screen
Will I ever get it, will I ever get it figured out
Fall asleep in limousines
Wake up and I miss my dreams, cigarette
Ruining my dress but I′m trying to impress
But I don't care, oh
Not at my best and I look like a mess
And I can′t help myself and I feel the pressure
Feeling in my bloodstream
Vision blurring slowly
Speeding up my heartbeat
Whisky with a temper
Maybe it's a bender
I′m wasted under pressure
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
(Wasted under pressure)
Writer(s): Colleen Sherman, Brandon Delyzer, Jacob Maloney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
