Lyrics

I've had some bad ideas before Try to learn from my mistakes But repeat them anyway Everytime I woke up on the floor With the taste of cheap champagne From a hazy yesterday, cigarette Ruining my dress but I'm trying to impress But I don't care, oh Not at my best and I look like a mess And I can't help myself and I feel the pressure Feeling in my bloodstream Vision blurring slowly Speeding up my heartbeat Whisky with a temper Maybe it's a bender I'm wasted under pressure (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure) I'm all caught up with a fast crowd Living like I'm on TV My Xanax is a touch screen Will I ever get it, will I ever get it figured out Fall asleep in limousines Wake up and I miss my dreams, cigarette Ruining my dress but I'm trying to impress But I don't care, oh Not at my best and I look like a mess And I can't help myself and I feel the pressure Feeling in my bloodstream Vision blurring slowly Speeding up my heartbeat Whisky with a temper Maybe it's a bender I'm wasted under pressure (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure) (Wasted under pressure)
Writer(s): Colleen Sherman, Brandon Delyzer, Jacob Maloney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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