Pressure

Remember what you've got?
Before you've changed so bad
You came from what we drew
So just let die imprudence.

They always try to find
Something wrong on you
We send thoughts like a gift
For a better transmission.

You've learned to climb so high
So empty in everywhere
But when you've just looked down
Shouldn't it be so uncontrollable

And now you know who you are
It happened like we previewed
Injecting pain by yourself
Into another transfusion

You live... under much pressure
Isn't it karma?
For who is closer to hell

You live...under much pressure