Pride Kept me strong My faith was weak, I could not build upon
Their hands Strangled me. I asked if death perhaps could intervene
Sweat Burned my skin And just like me it made this wound unclean
A ghost Teasing me. I could not let him see my segrecy
This time the weight is off my back I kept myself sincere The pressure had to leave
This hour the boiling blood has calmed I kept myself serene The pressure had to leave The pressure had to leaveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
