Pressure is building inside my skull
An intense dulling lull
To much to much
I'm about to be crushed
It's starting to humm, it's starting to buzz
My thoughts are begaining to fuzz
Past anxiety straight to panic
My actions are starting to become manic
So pass me my drugs
Because my Babe's not here to smother me in hugs
I've got to do something, I'm coming undone
And before long I'll be under that **** gun
Then it well be fire at will
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