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TON - Weight of the World
Weight of the World
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Crushing down upon me, I can feel the pressure on my back
Every single second, every single minute, self-inflicted torture
Always pushing harder, expectations rising, I must shine
Failure's not an option, I will succeed or die
I am just about to lose my patience
Christ, I can't take this anymore
No one ever said that life would be fair
But this unfairness shakes me to my core
Twenty four seven, fifty two
The weight is crushing you
Twenty four seven, fifty two
The weight is crushing you
Twisting turning, blinding burning
Killing myself from the inside out
Everyday it's all I can do, to keep this inferno under control
Blistered begging for sequestion
Praying for a moment of lucidity
Can not stop this torrent of shaking, that is slowly claiming my life
Is there any hope for me to find my sanity under all of this fucking anxiety?
Fifteen ulcers slowly taking their toll
Mental anguish devouring my soul
Is there any reason for me to continue with this fucked up hellish existence?
Every single second, every single minute, self-inflicted torture
Always pushing harder, expectations rising, I must shine
Failure's not an option, I will succeed or die
I am just about to lose my patience
Christ, I can't take this anymore
No one ever said that life would be fair
But this unfairness shakes me to my core
Twenty four seven, fifty two
The weight is crushing you
Twenty four seven, fifty two
The weight is crushing you
Twisting turning, blinding burning
Killing myself from the inside out
Everyday it's all I can do, to keep this inferno under control
Blistered begging for sequestion
Praying for a moment of lucidity
Can not stop this torrent of shaking, that is slowly claiming my life
Is there any hope for me to find my sanity under all of this fucking anxiety?
Fifteen ulcers slowly taking their toll
Mental anguish devouring my soul
Is there any reason for me to continue with this fucked up hellish existence?
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