Chant No. 1

I checked the time, it was almost time A kind of curious smell, an intangible crime Well I'm washing my clothes, but the stain still grows Cover your eyes, the stain still shows I feel the gaze against my skin I feel the grease against my skin I know this feeling is a lie There is a guilt within my mind There s a guilt within my mind I know this feeling is a lie I know this feeling is a lie I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on Oh I should question not ignore I should question not ignore Songs are always buried deep There's a lion in my arms There is a motion in my arm Oh I should question not ignore I should believe and not ignore no I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on No no nooo I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on You go down, down, pass the off of the town You go down greek street then it's underground Soho life for this mobile knife It's the place to shoot friday night beat route I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on, no no no no noooo (I don't need this pressure on) (I don't need this pressure on) (I don't need this pressure on) (I don't need this pressure on) (I don't need this pressure on) (I don't need this pressure on)