A thorn in my side,
a 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 moment
I'm knocked off the track.
You drop the ball,
I pick up the slack,
and you ask me why
my hairs gray?
Twisting, turning, losing
all sense of yearning.
Living and learning,
the pressure keeps on
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...
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 feelings,
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...