Under Pressure - Leslie Odom, Jr.

Days are getting cold

Darkness lies on expired dreams

While the spotlight shines down on me

But you’re cornered, and can’t back away

Being so many things to so many

Reaching for it all when you can’t have any

Under pressure

Under pressure

This is far too much to take

I’m afraid I might break under pressure

Under pressure

You ask me who I think I am

I’ll plead the fifth, I won’t take the stand

Judgment falls but is it heard?

Jury’s hung, justice won’t be served

Being so many things can be heavy

Reeling from it all, can get you buried

Under pressure

Under pressure

This is far too much to take

I’m afraid I might break under pressure

Under pressure

These are the paintings great painters paint

The crimes of the innocent, the sins of the saints

Under pressure

Under pressure

This is far too much to take

I’m afraid I might break under pressure

Under pressure

Mm-uhh