Texty: Eskimo Joe. Black Fingernails, Red Wine. This Is Pressue.

This is pressure
Stay away from me
If life is bigger, then what do you see
You're no better, no better than me
If this is pressure, show me
How you bleed

There is no romance in suffocation
The walls fall down like your expectations
You want to scream and you want to shout
But you've built up steam you can't let out
This is pressure

No you won't see me
Just ask your brother what he now believes
You're no better, no better than me
If this is pressure
Tell me what do you see

There is no romance in suffocation
The words fall out, like you're out of patience
You want to scream and you want to shout
But you've built up steam you can't let out

This is pressure

Pressure Now

Pressure come on down

There is no romance in suffocation
The walls fall down like your expectations
You want to scream and you want to shout
But you've built up steam you can't let out
There is no romance in suffocation

The words fall out like your out of patience
You want to scream and you want to shout
But you can't let out, no you can't let out
This is pressure
This is pressure
This is pressure
So this is pressure