Stabbed by the Pressure Songtext
von Infernal Diatribe

Why change my mind when my whole life I′ve been fine?
Your mistakes pile up as composure declines
You tell me that I'm missing out
Your priorities that surface leave no doubt

Your main concern that you′ve brought to light
Shows that you have a blistered sight
You're fabricating excuses now
There's only so much I′ll sit back and allow

Gritting my teeth while you plead


You continue to fucking speak
On how you think mind is weak
No regard for self control
You just take the dice and let them roll

Consciousness is fading out
Pleasure for you and no one else
I′m on the verge of cracking now
So keep your thoughts to yourself

Gritting my teeth while you plead
Sensations of violence are guaranteed

Turmoil fills your life; that wont suffice
A state of fear in your eyes; no end in sight
Malfunction from your lies, so blind
No fucking vice