Weight Of The World Lyrics - Metal Church

[K. Vanderhoof / K. Arrington / R. Munroe] 

You're caught in a vice by your own device, torment and pressure, a way of life 

You felt the stardom and tasted the fruit, you claw your way back 

It's all that you can do 

Falling from grace, so many have done, get to the top and bask in the sun 

Make some mistakes, it's part of the game, when you play it everything's to gain 

The weight of the world upon your shoulders, it's the weight of the world 

The struggle within archaic desire, claim your right and devour 

All that surrounds you, all you can take, don't let your last 

Be your last mistake 

The pressure is building, the vice becomes tighter, under the gun and into the fire 

Burning and burning, no escape to be found 

The weight of the world is keeping you down 

The weight of the world upon your shoulders 

The pressure is building, an unwilling soldier 

The weight of the world is keeping you down 

Oh, your world is crashing down to the ground