Pressure to Collapse Lyrics

non-profit nonstop and they all watching
from hells gates to the nice gardens
who's blocking the river from flowing
the roses are dead and they've dried out then
so does the pen it blacks out when the thoughts turn to wind
a devilish grin Satans disciple you don't I do now we'll die soon

perfect double up they double dutch and I give a fuck
perfect way of throwing up
swallowing the syllables
every lie is gonna end up with a funeral
home's not home when the government is is pitiful

a false statement a foul accusation
I see the light at the end of the basement
the chords ring the crowd starts to panic
clouds start to vanish picture us jamming

it's too much to take
too much to take
too much to take

it's too much to take
too much to take
too much to uh!

break
x3

I'll break
I don't wanna break!
I'll break
I don't wanna break!