Under Pressure

Days are getting cold Darkness lies on expired dreams While the spotlight shines down on me But you're cornered, and can't back away Being so many things to so many Reaching for it all, when you can't have any Under pressure Under pressure This is far too much to take I'm afraid I might break under pressure Under pressure You ask me who I think I am I'll plead the fifth, I won't take the stand Judgment falls but is it heard? Jury's hung, justice won't be served Being so many things can be heavy Reeling from it all can get you buried Under pressure Under pressure This is far too much to take I'm afraid I might break under pressure Under pressure These are the paintings, Great painters paint The crimes of the innocent The sins of the saint Under pressure Under pressure This is far too much to take I'm afraid I might break under pressure Under pressure