Pressure

This rhythm is dragging us along
A somber song with the words all wrong
and The visions that bring us up on
this mountain, it's delusion

Can we drive beyond the wreckage?
If we survive, can we face death when
there are a million miles ahead and
We are always being threatened

Was it obvious?
Was it clearly seen?
Am I dreaming now, Will I ever be
Someone who feels like there is no burden to face
When reaction is futile and I'm thinking of just leaving the scene!

I'm losing my breath
The world is resting on my shoulders
And I bet
I can't even rest, can't someone just alleviate the pressure?

We are trumped by competition and
Our storylines are written
In a way that only benefits
The crooked and the wicked
This fault is all our own
We have made this house our home
So if we ever rise up and prevail
We'll only be alone

Was it obvious?
Was it clearly seen?
Am I dreaming now?
Will I ever be someone who feels like
There is no burden to face
When I'm left with this taste and
This bitterness is bringing me down

This bitterness is bringing me down
(I'll keep holding my breath, instead of holding regrets)