Lights Out by Hilltop Hoods
Pressure Verse 1
This whole world's in a rush to be living plush, but never rich enough,
Till that mirrors such a stranger we asking is it us?
Losing your vision, make one stupid decision,
You've become the newest victim of the human condition
It's a crying shame; honestly it's a survival game,
While we die in vein making somebody rich,
Like we scared of taking that step,
Every days just another that escaped us if we don't make an affect,
Back seat revolutionaries ain't lions at heart,
Even the slightest of sparks can light up the dark,
And everybody want a piece of the action,
Like peace and relaxing became a niche for the deceased and the lacking,
Success, pleasures of the flesh and beheld,
Treasures and endless excess in which we measure ourselves,
I've faith in my fam, so I can relate to the fans,
Hope they understand how grateful I am
Chorus
We do it right here, right now,
With my peers, my house,
And fight here till the day we're gone and rest in white clouds,
Life here, life out,
If I'm a die here with my doubts,
Then as night nears we're gonna do it till they turn the lights out
Pressure Verse 2
And it starts with us, seeking an everlasting rush,
Pharmaceutical market drugs, liquor or grass and dust,
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