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Stress
Breaking my back
Pulse is stuttering
Pressure
Mental attack
My thoughts clattering
Beating this dead horse
Is exhausting
I'm breaking to see
My hand's shaking
I'm knee deep in the
Dead still wading
Still wading in this
This well called life
Nervousness
Halting all will
Forcing apathy
Anxiety
An aching chill
Hammering down me
Beating this dead horse
Is exhausting
I'm breaking to see
My hand's shaking
I'm knee deep in the
Dead still wading
Still wading in this
This well called life
Tread the floods so you can hope to seize
Your own reality
Before it escapes thee
Watch yourself drown in disarray
It's time to break away
Or we'll die today (2x)
Stress
Breaking my back
Pulse is stuttering
Pressure
Mental attack
My thoughts clattering
Nervousness
Halting all will
Forcing apathy
Anxiety
An aching chill
Hammering down me
Beating this dead horse
Is exhausting
I'm breaking to see
My hand's shaking
I'm knee deep in the
Dead still wading
Still wading in this
This well called life
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comTread the floods so you can hope to seize
Your own reality
Before it escapes thee
Watch yourself drown in disarray
It's time to break away
Or we'll die today (2x)