Pressurized - Pink Turns Blue

Search for soul in soullessness

A desperate memory of it all

Kicking against that sort of thing

How can I feel pressurized

Feeling I know what to expect

Some awfully deranged stuff in there

How exciting a life you lead

It flatters me sometimes

Feel pressurized

Pale blue eyes, tears of mirth

I’m not going to run away

Obsessed irresponsibility

Getting madder, falling to pieces

Feel pressurized