Pressure Songtext
von Gleemer

I know what to call it
′Cause I'm a little bit older
A pressure on the waistline around
A lover in the background
And any way you word it
I′ll never be alright


The callous of your old friends
A picture of the front yard
You're praying for a weekend
Maybe I'm the one that′s wrong

And yesterday, like I′m not sorry
I never said I meant it anyways

But it's not about that
No, it′s not about that
It's not about that
No, it′s not about that