They just ask what they eat through the world of the sick with the world of shit

or the sad songs, they will love to hate

They're just reaching through the worst of their kind



Oh the pressure kids... they're over sin's sins cuz they hold the die

do it all in the name of the weak and the wrong



The pressure kids... they won't control the die or sue their shoes of the constant of tragedy



Pressure kids... they won't own the die they will love to hate

and eat through the heart 'til it all goes away



The pressure kids... they all love to play themselves, all to blame themselves

The pressure kids... they all love to play themselves

They all just play their ends and all the giving in



Well the pressure kids... they like to escalate, believe the measurers will form an alarm

With the silence that speaks to the ridlin mouths and the tongues of hate/late

Who live the save-me lives and fall into arms that will always give us away



The pressure kids...