Pressure

What is the difference?
I can’t decide
Am I living in a fantasy or living a lie
Could I live without want
Could I settle my mind
But the moment of weakness
Could I leave it behind
Baby come on
We are living our lives under the pressure
There’s no surrender
I know that there must be ways of making a life
For more than a living
I don’t want to give in, no
Baby come one
Under the pattern, under the need
That something might align to in my complicity
Could I break from the race
Could I open my eyes
Could I live in the moment
Without any disguise
Half the time I’m reaching for somebody else’s dream I can’t have
(Come on, come on)
Tell me, oh baby just tell me
(Come on, come on)
Tell me, oh baby just tell me
(Come on, come on)
(Come on, come on)
Tell me, oh baby just tell me
(Come on, come on)