Turnstile
Pressure to Succeed
Real hassle controlled my mind
I shot down my own dreams to avoid the pressure to succeed
Maybe I love to leave, come and go until I die, scared of the future, no
I'd rather settle than try
If I fail then will I survive or will I just get by?
Self-doubt blinds me
Visions that I'm fighting, I wanna fight and provoke the unheard
Pointless thoughts stand in my way
Who I am and what I am can't help but think I will go nowhere
My body keeps tellin me, but I will not believe
I will not ever believe
I'm just saving myself forever now
Don't act like you know what I'm here for
I won't let you be part of me
You got a realistic mind
Ambition-less you'll never be satisfied