Pressure's On
garymac· 3:38 · 169 plays · v2.2
- pop rock
- late 2010s
- alternative rock
- rock
- drums (drum set)
- percussion
- bass
- guitar
- male vocalist
- keyboard
About
Ballad of the working man
Lyrics
Verse 1
Sat at desks with a paper crown
Traded youth for a suit and a frown
I Only chased what I thought I should
Longed for the day I could break free for good
Pre-Chorus
Found a place I could finally breathe
Became the man I always wanted to be
Chorus
I wonder what they’ll say when I’m gone
Did I make my mark, was I weak or strong
Had dreams of fame on a neon stage
But traded them all for a working wage
Post-Chorus
Oh, oh, I've come so far
Oh, oh, here we are
Verse 2
Working late, when the pressure's on
All for the money 'cause I'm overdrawn
Got lots of bills and new things to buy
Sometimes feels like the well's ran dry [Pre-Chorus]
Made a life that was good for me
Finally got myself free
Corus
I wonder what they’ll say when I’m gone
Did he even care, if he was right or wrong
Had dreams of fame on the silver screen
But traded them all for the working scene
Post-Chorus
Oh, oh, I've come so far
Oh, oh, here we are [Bridge]
But the story isn’t written in gold
Just in the memories that I hold
It’s the laughter mixed with all the doubt
It's the quiet wins I can’t live without
Chorus
I wonder what they’ll say when I’m gone
Did I make my mark, was I weak or strong Dreamed of fame on a football field
But traded it in and kept my dreams concealed [Post-Chorus]
Oh, oh, I hope that folks will say
Oh, oh, he found his own way
outro
Oh, oh, folks say in this town
Oh, oh. can't keep a good man down
Oh, oh, I've come so far
Oh, oh, here we are
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