Pressure

Pressure
I watch them taunt you
They want to see you fall
You're shaking from the
Pressure

You don't have too
You want to belong so badly
You'd do anything for them
You think they're your friends

The shot glass is so full
They say it will be okay
Just one
You just take it all in

It burns all the way down
Go on,
Rush down something else
To try and take away the pain

It won't go away though
Nothing can take away what you've done
Do you feel good now?
Good for you, you now feel like you belong

Everyone decides It's now my turn
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure

I stare at that shot glass
I come up with terrible excuses
You say I don't have too
But you all want to see me fall

You are not my friends
I don't even know you
Do it. Do it. Do it.
Guess what?

I don't have to do a damn thing you tell me too.

I will not cave from this pressure
I know what all of you want from me
& I don't believe it's yours to take
My innocence is not yours

& never will be.