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(Chorus)
Pressure tight in his chest
Always trying to do his best
Never good enough for those to please
Like a crescendo it builds to a release
Building, growing in his soul
Silent at first ans it grows
Then it builds to a rumble
This quite man shall no more be humble
(Chorus)
Pressure tight in his chest
Always trying to do his best
Never good enough for those to please
Like a crescendo it builds to a release
Doesn’t ask for much, never has
Just to survive, of this he’d be glad
Not to struggle like many before
He wonders why he puts up with more?
(Chorus)
Pressure tight in his chest
Always trying to do his best
Never good enough for those to please
Like a crescendo it builds to a release
He’s gonna blow very soon
Maybe pop like a balloon
Left out to dry by many and all
Oh he’s been a stupid fool
(Chorus)
Pressure tight in his chest
Always trying to do his best
Never good enough for those to please
Like a crescendo it builds to a release
He wants to escape very far
By train, no freedom of a car
Somewhere he can actually breathe
This hellmouth he’ll be glad to leave
(Chorus)
Pressure tight in his chest
Always trying to do his best
Never good enough for those to please
Like a crescendo it builds to a release
Leavemebeleavemebeleavemebe…
Caliburnus Rises 
Posted on Mar 24, 2014
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