A thorn in my side
a chip on my shoulder
a lump in my throat
the size of a boulder
the chill up my spine
can't get any colder
and you wonder why i can't smile
A knot in my gut
an ape on my back
in the heat of the moment
i'm knocked off the track
you drop the ball
i pick up the slack
and you ask me why my hair's gray
twisting, turning
losing all sense of yearning
living and learning
the pressure keeps on
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
I say it's green
and then you tell me it's red
keep your thoughts and ideas
locked inside of your head
we've got someone
who can think for you instead
and he sounds just like the last one
twisting, turning
losing all sense of yearning
living and learning
the pressure keeps on
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul

Responsible thinkers
throw caution to the wind
but i find myself
speaking from within
i can't live my life
walking on eggshells
to stay on your good side
Using your words
controlling my life
can't you see it's my words
that gives you your life
so i hurt your feelings
well i'm really sorry
but i don't give a shit, no...
twisting, turning
losing all sense of yearning
living and learning
the pressure keeps on
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)
burning my soul (burning my soul)