Pressure

You have to learn to pace yourself

Pressure)

You're just like everybody else

Pressure)

You've only had to run so far so good

But you will come to a place where

The only thing you feel

Are loaded guns in your face

And you'll have to deal with the pressure

You used to call me paranoid

Pressure)

But even you cannot avoid

Pressure)

You turn the tap-dance into your crusade

Now here you are with your faith

And your Peter Pan advice

You have no scars on your face

And you cannot handle the pressure

All grown up and no place to go

Psych one psych two

What do you know

All your life is Channel 13

Sesame Street

What does it mean

I'll tell you what it means

Pressure

Pressure

Don't ask for help you're all alone

Pressure)

You'll have to answer to your own

Pressure)

I'm sure you have some cosmic rationale

Now here you are in the ninth

Two men out and three men on

Nowhere to look but inside

Where we all respond to pressure

Pressure

All your life is Time Magazine

I read it too

What does it mean

Pressure

I'm sure you have some cosmic rationale

But here you are with your faith

And your Peter Pan advice

You have no scars on your face

And you cannot handle pressure

The pressure

Pressure

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