Burning My Soul

Thorn in my side, 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 moments I'm knocked off the track

You drop the ball, I pick up the slack

And you ask me why my hair's gray

Twisting, turning, losing all sense of yearning

Living and learning, the pressure keeps on burning my soul

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 (Burning my soul)

Burning my soul (Burning my soul)

Burning my soul (Burning my soul)

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 give 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 (Burning my soul)

Burning my soul (Burning my soul)

Burning my soul (Burning my soul)

Burning my soul (Burning my soul)

Burning my soul (Burning my soul)

Burning my soul (Burning my soul, yeah)