Pressure Lyrics - A Fine Day To Exit - Anathema

As the pressure grows and these feelings flow 

Trample on bodies, bodies in holes of faith 

Times I've asked the lord for forgiveness 

While kept under a spell of a sweating locust's breath. 

No need to tell me 'cause its written on your face 

Sliding down now with the black lights shining 

I don't care where you go you won't get away from me 

Black as the night is day filled with no sympathy 

Marching down the hall for a misery 

I don't care where you go you won't get away from me 

Mouth tastes of sick stomach twisting inside 

Everything's wrong and I can't get away 

The gravity of fear you can feel it coming near 

It's coming straight for you it'll twist and drag you down 

I don't care where you go you won't get away from me