Intro: The pressuresí of life got me thinking again What ticked you off today, your boss, girlfriend, that same idiot at school?
This world makes me upset like a bomb threat, my palms sweat I wanna get off it locked down Like an alcoholic canít give it up, Take what you get in life sip lick it up. Cause yo Iíve gone crazy dear God can you save me I need a solution Iím hallucinating lately Something gone wrong in my brain chasm assault And battering embarrassing this world I ainít cherishing You shot the heroin I lacked the parenting, Inherit the kingdom like the sin syndrome Vision blurry focus in on your brokenness loneliness stuck up in societyís hopelessness
Take me home God, I wanna quit my job, I hide in camouflage let loose in dialogue, If itís working out I wish youíd hear me now if so Iíll trust in you without a doubt.
Chorus Cause every time cause every time I get Stressed Out!!! Cause every time cause every time I get Stressed Out!!!
I wonder what would happen if I really spoke mind to every individual critical situation with you You thought I was a quiet person, now itís not for certain smiling in your face really cursing. If it wasnít for Christ I might of react detached make you see black send you into relapse, I relax And check my posture pray to my God father, got a lot of stress try to find a place to rest I never let the chemicals wrestle with my blood vessels, push ethical take care of your medical itís Evident the pressures of life have got me thinking again I sin frequent again, I isnít drinking it in. I separate hate give my heart an x-ray, check the next day before it escalates, severance pay was Not an option kick me out cause my droors are dropping Got this talent locking, and Iím stress talking.
I canít take it I got to get out The stress is to hot, Iím a jet out. I canít take it yall I got to get out The stress is too hot, Iím a jet out
Iím not lost Iíve just got some issues, Iím not artificial cause Iím just being real with you Itís just one of those daysí you donít say, tick me off start a fire like foreplay Ill visualís my lifeís circumstance trapped like circus ants nervous and Iím Stressed check my third eye serve the most high So why you caught up blame how youíre brought up What you done with your life show your product I remain speechless not the same fetus reborn with an attitude receive how I speak this Why you need a joint or else you sleepless stress it plus you un-rested Quest for life in Christ I donít regret it, Itís Babylon, stress gunís and nylons, They dead two buildings I pray for Godís children
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