A thorn in my side, chip on my shoulder A lump in my throat, the size of a boulder The chill up my spine, can't get any colder And you wonder why I can't smile A knot in my gut, an ape on my back In the heat of the moments I'm knocked off the track You drop the ball, I pick up the slack And you ask me why my hair's gray Twisting, turning, losing all sense of yearning Living and learning the pressure keeps on burning my soul Burning my soul, burning my soul I say, it's green and then you tell me it's red Keep your thoughts and ideas locked inside of your head We've got someone, who can think for you instead And he sounds just like the last one Twisting, turning, losing all sense of yearning Living and learning the pressure keeps on burning my soul Burning my soul, burning my sou Burning my soul, burning my soul Responsible thinkers throw caution to the wind But I find myself speaking from within I can't live my life walking on eggshells To stay on your good side Using your words, controlling my life Can't you see it's my words that gives you your life So I hurt your feeling's well, I'm really sorry But I don't give a shit, no Twisting, turning, losing all sense of yearning Living and learning the pressure keeps on burning my soul Burning my soul, burning my soul Burning my soul, burning my soul, burning my soul, burning my soul © WB MUSIC CORP.; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; YTSE JAMS INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com