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Under Pressure
17 years ago
"Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree..."
St. Exupery Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure - that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
that's o.k.
It's the terror of knowing
What the world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher
Pressure on people - people on streets
O.k.
Chippin' around
Kick my brains around the floor
These are the days it never rains but it pours
People on streets
People on streets
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher high high
Pressure on people - people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love
but it's so slashed and torn
Why - why - why ?
Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance
Why can't we give love give love give love give love
give love give love give love give love give love
'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And loves dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure
Yeah, I hope this letter reach the ones that still are on earth. I'm very tired, super depressed and with a pain on the stomach that only who already felt it knows what I'm talking about. My stories are halted for the time being, as well my comments and everything else. You see, I login here, begin looking around, but I don't have any interest of doing anything. End-of-the-year depression. I don't remember getting in December happy since I was 10. And is something without explanation (but probably Freud knows something about it...), so I simply pass along with it.
Ok, let's talk about music. This month, my playlist includes Queen and nothing else. The only two exceptions are "Mr. Roboto", that accidentaly came in my Lime Wire as Queen, and this music: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1708120/ ! Yay, Dee! Ok, I'm reading now "Reaper Man", from Terry Pratchett, and preparing myself to go on a writing frenesi this december, 'cause finally I will enter vacation. Oh, God exists and is making me very happy. As happy I can be, anyway. So, I'll be going for know. Not really, because I'm on in MSN, but I believe anybody has it, so I'll put it here: darkwingsledah[at]hotmail.com . Man, what a drag...
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure - that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
that's o.k.
It's the terror of knowing
What the world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher
Pressure on people - people on streets
O.k.
Chippin' around
Kick my brains around the floor
These are the days it never rains but it pours
People on streets
People on streets
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher high high
Pressure on people - people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love
but it's so slashed and torn
Why - why - why ?
Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance
Why can't we give love give love give love give love
give love give love give love give love give love
'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And loves dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure
Yeah, I hope this letter reach the ones that still are on earth. I'm very tired, super depressed and with a pain on the stomach that only who already felt it knows what I'm talking about. My stories are halted for the time being, as well my comments and everything else. You see, I login here, begin looking around, but I don't have any interest of doing anything. End-of-the-year depression. I don't remember getting in December happy since I was 10. And is something without explanation (but probably Freud knows something about it...), so I simply pass along with it.
Ok, let's talk about music. This month, my playlist includes Queen and nothing else. The only two exceptions are "Mr. Roboto", that accidentaly came in my Lime Wire as Queen, and this music: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1708120/ ! Yay, Dee! Ok, I'm reading now "Reaper Man", from Terry Pratchett, and preparing myself to go on a writing frenesi this december, 'cause finally I will enter vacation. Oh, God exists and is making me very happy. As happy I can be, anyway. So, I'll be going for know. Not really, because I'm on in MSN, but I believe anybody has it, so I'll put it here: darkwingsledah[at]hotmail.com . Man, what a drag...
Queen. A music.
Here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3qVl8Gb2J4