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 Pressure
You used to
call me paranoid Pressure
But even you cannot avoid
Pressure
You turned 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 Pressure
All grown up and
no place to go
Psych 1, Psych 2
What do you know?
All your life is
Channel 13
Sesame Street
What does it mean? 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'll have
some cosmic rationale
But 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'll 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 pressure, Pressure
One, two, three, four
Pressure