PRESSURE BOMB 3?!?!

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

Ecstatic pathways runaway, 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 been here too long, I might burn up and explode

Slow down
Those words mеan nothing
My brain just revs up faster
Pressurе 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?
It's cause I know I'll never

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
From idolizing a made-up man who one day could be me
But does that version sleep at night
Or ever take a minute just to breathe?
Or just to be?

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