Pressure Lyrics - The Reality Of My Surroundings - Fishbone

Fear is the curse and today's word is PRESSURE 

Too long to count the worry and the strife 

Speed Racer, Takin' in that PRESSURE 

PRESSURE is the fear, PRESSURE is the tear 

Twist that torcher, torch that PRESSURE 

Burnin', verbal arm twisting, PRESSURE ear pinching 

No remorse, no glory 

I sit in the jail cell and I think about that PRESSURE 

Thrive no jive, on this mess y'all 

Female sittin' on my face, no Lord 

PRESSURE me, huh but nonetheless 

This PRESSURE mess, PRESSURE mess is the best 

PRESSURE 

Is runnin', Runnin' out of time 

Boy you better git your ass home quick 

You shorly lie when you get high 

On that PRESSURE, PRESSURE kick 

PRESSURE!? 

PRESSURE 

PRESSURE 

PRESSURE 

PRESSURE 

PRESSURE when I sit down 

PRESSURE when I git up 

When I sleep at night 

Nightmares make me fight PRESSURE 

PRESSURE whin uhm vexed 

PRESSURE whin I see mie x 

Prayin' for a breather, but whenz it comin' next? 

Oh this world, oh this PRESSURE 

PRESSURE hardened on me there's no help yeh 

It's the pear, It's the fear, PRESSURE 

Cheatin' out the fat man 

PRESSURE joke's only for the PRESSURE folks 

Fat man, livin' in a skinny land 

PRESSURE is runnin' 

Runnin' out of time 

Boy you better git your asshole stitched, a fabricated cover up 

You surely lie when you get high on this 

PRESSURE! PRESSURE kick 

PRESSURE 

PRESSURE 

PRESSURE 

PRESSURE 

When your hair's turnin' gray 

PRESSURE tellin' you to take the gray away 

Its' the fear of physical processes 

It's the tear of scalp diggin' hair transplant bloodmesses