Testo di Pressure

As the Pressure Grows and These Feelings Flow Trample On Bodies, Bodies in Holes of Faith Times I´ve Asked the Lord For Forgiveness While Kept Under a Spell of a Sweating Locust´s Breath. No Need to Tell Me ´cos Its Written On Your Face Sliding Down Now With the Black Lights Shining I Don´t Care Where You Go You Won´t Get Away From Me Black As the Night Is Day Filled With no Sympathy Marching Down the Hall For a Misery I Don´t Care Where You Go You Won´t Get Away From Me... Mouth Tastes of Sick Stomach Twisting Inside Everything´s Wrong and I Can´t Get Away The Gravity of Fear You Can Feel It Coming Near It´s Coming Straight For You It´ll Twist and Drag You Down I Don´t Care Where You Go You Won´t Get Away From Me...