Pressure from Liars by Good NightOwl

Oh no! What have I done?
I’ve ripped apart the one
Concrete thing in my life
Guess I’ll do a clean wipe

I won’t be fixing this one any time soon
Time’s not on my side time to run like a buffoon

Look into the future and hope for the fuckin’ best things and
Look into the past and see what never shoulda been there
And move on with your own fuckin’ day when that doesn’t work
Fuck anybody that chooses to bring us all down
Look into the putrid beginning of the fuckin’ world and
Look into the possible end of another era
Where humans can feel a fuckin’ sense of peaceful bliss and
Finally just sit down and fly a cool kite

Feel the pressure of fate
Fear the death of old age

Feed the generation
Free the grip from your gun

The quest for love is here
Crystal clear
The sound is so large
I might explode all night

Look into the future and hope for the fuckin’ best things and
Look into the past and see what never shoulda been there
And move on with your own fuckin’ day when that doesn’t work
Fuck anybody that choose to bring us all down.
Look into the putrid beginning of the fuckin’ world and
Look into the possible end of another era
Where humans can feel a fuckin’ sense of peaceful bliss and
Finally just sit down and fly a cool kite

Feel the pressure of fate
Fear the death of old age
Feed the generation
Free the grip from your gun
Heal depression and hate
Hear the message of rage

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