i can t stand the way that you make me i feel pressure i can t stop the way that you place me under pressure the sound flew in the bare room the ride s no longer spare and time will always fall apart in a house where they don t care we fantasized your life and recognized the sins but it s tit for tat you take the rap now it s me that s gonna win i can t stand the way that you make me i feel pressure i can t stop the way that you place me under pressure you ve got chalk on the sidewalk and the telephone always rings i d rip the cord out pull the wire out kick it on the shins you paralysed the gold mine and the trains are standing still they pull you back and now you re trapped as they move in for the kill i can t stand the way that you make me i feel pressure i can t stop the way that you place me under pressure i can t stand the day that you wake me i feel pressure i can t stand the way that you break me under pressure everytime i walk out in the sun the rain will come and really cry release me we found you in the spare room with your eyes no longer there the lamp flex led up to your heart like a divers cord for air we electrolysed your mind and analyzed your limbs escapist crap i ve had all that now it s me that s gonna win i can t stand the way that you make me i feel pressure i can t stop the way that you place me under pressure i can t stand the day that you wake me i feel pressure i can t stand the way that you break me under pressure i can t stand the way you disgrace me i feel pressure i can t stop the way that you hate me i feel pressure everytime i walk out in the sun the rain will come and really cry now i can t be me at all now i can t be me at all now i can t be me at all1