PRESSURE BOMB 2

Slow down
Those words mean nothing
My brain just revs up faster
Pressure bomb in a goddamn knife fight

Ecstatic pathways run away, flood my mind
Overstimulation makes me feel like I'm alive
Oh, I wish there was a way that I could sing these lines
A million miles a minute, maybe then I could begin to feel like

They could keep up
With the semi-automatic static that's keeping me up
It drives me forward every moment
Makes sure I don't stop too long to

Smell the flowers
I've been here too long
I might burn up and explode

Slow down
Those words mean nothing
My brain just revs up faster
Pressure bomb in a goddamn knife fight

I get in the way of myself
And it hurts to admit
That sometimes I'm unequipped
To handle
It all on my own
But why do it alone
You might burn out and explode

Slow down
Those words mean nothing
My brain just revs up faster
Pressure bomb in a goddamn knife fight

I'm at the end of my means (end of my means)
From idolizing a made-up man who one day could be me (one day could be me)
But does that version sleep at night
Or ever take a minute just to breathe?
Or just to be?

(One, two, three, four)
Slow down
Those words mean nothing
My brain just revs up faster
Pressure bomb in a goddamn knife fight

Slow down
Those words mean nothing
My brain just revs up faster
Pressure bomb in a goddamn knife fight