Humble beginnings

Song of the day;;




Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no man ask for
Under pressure that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets


It's the terror of knowing

What this world is about
Watching some good friends 
Screaming, let me out
Pray tomorrow gets me higher 
Pressure on people, people on streets


Chippin' around, kick my brains 'round the floor

These are the days, it never rains but it pours
People on streets, people on streets


It's the terror of knowing

What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming, let me out
Pray tomorrow gets me higher, higher higher
Pressure on people, people on streets


Turned away from it all like a blind man

Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn
Why, why, why?


Love, love, love, love



Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking

Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love
Give love, give love, give love, give love?


'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word

And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance, this is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure, under pressure
Pressure

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