Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no one asks for
Under pressure
That makes your story weak
Destroys your characters
And denies them to speak
Pah pah pah pah pah peh
Pah pah pah pah pah pah peh
I-de-daa I-de-daa
It's the knowledge of hoping
The deadline will do its job
But hearing some good friends
Screaming "We want more!"
Pray tomorrow will get me further
Pressure on writers
Writers of NUSA
De de de pah pah pah pah pah
Okay
Hanging about
Kick my brains round the floor
These are the days
I should write, but I can't
Is-there-no-way-out
Somebody-please-help-me
Come-on
Help-me
Words in my head (What to do with it?)
Papers everywhere (What to do with it?)
It's the knowledge of hoping
The deadline will do its job
But hearing some good friends
Screaming "We want more!"
Pray tomorrow will get me further, further, further
Pressure on writers
Writers of NUSA
Turned away from it all
Like I'm speechless
Stared at my muses, but it don't work
Keep coming up with crap
That has been said and done
Why why why
Crap crap crap crap
Insanity laughs under pressure I'm cracking
Can't I give myself some inspiration
Why can't I get some and write then
Why can't I write it, write it, write it, write it?
Write it, write it, write it, write it, write it?
To write is such a fun thing to do
And it dares me to make up
Some people who don't live in this world
And my muses dare me to write 'bout
Things that I want to say
This is my last chance
This is my last chance
This is me writing under pressure
Under pressure, pressure