14 September 2012
The pressure is on me, How much can I take, It's only me that they see, I notice my feet quake,
I feel like I'm under water, Or smothered in acid fog, I know the wish to slaughter, My pride, my life they'll rob,
The searing heat makes me sweat, My hands are shaking too, I know their goals have been met, And I don't know what to do.
Pressure • Opuss № I