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Pressure Cooker
Rock
Pressure Cooker was released on February 3, 2025 by Digital Audio Works as a part of the album Fear
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AlbumFear
Release DateFebruary 3, 2025
LabelDigital Audio Works
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jericho's Echo
Jericho's Echo
Performer
RDK
RDK
Vocals
TJK
TJK
Bass Guitar
Jtk
Jtk
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rikki Kitchenham
Rikki Kitchenham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rikki Kitchenham
Rikki Kitchenham
Producer

Lyrics

There’s a storm inside, it’s dark and wild,
Been bottling up since I was a child.
Every word I bite back, every time I choke,
Adds another crack to the dam that broke.
I try to keep my cool, stay in my lane,
But this anger’s gasoline, fueling my pain.
The walls are thin, can’t hold it in,
And it’s my friends, my family, who take it on the chin.
I’m a pressure cooker ready to explode,
Spilling out hurt on the ones I hold close.
Every word cuts deeper than the last,
Turning memories to ghosts of the past.
And I’m losing what matters, every time I shout—
They’re walking away, shutting me out.
Look in the mirror, don’t recognize my face,
Ashamed of the scars I can’t erase.
Swore I’d never hurt the ones I love,
But I’m a storm that can’t rise above.
Now I’m left here picking up the pieces,
Every shattered word, every broken promise.
It’s a game I lose, no matter who wins,
With regrets piled up like sins on sins.
I’m a pressure cooker ready to explode,
Spilling out hurt on the ones I hold close.
Every word cuts deeper than the last,
Turning memories to ghosts of the past.
And I’m losing what matters, every time I shout—
They’re walking away, shutting me out.
I wish I could rewind, find some peace,
Release the rage, finally feel release.
But the damage is done, and bridges burn,
And the lesson I learned came too late to turn.
I’m a pressure cooker ready to explode,
Spilling out hurt on the ones I hold close.
Every word cuts deeper than the last,
Turning memories to ghosts of the past.
And I’m losing what matters, every time I shout—
They’re walking away, shutting me out.
Now I’m here in the quiet, left to face my sins,
Wishing I could take back the storm within.
But some storms once they’ve broken free,
Leave nothing but silence and an empty me.
Written by: Rikki Kitchenham
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