Bob Ross Mob Boss - Pressure

These joyful moments that I fear
Where all I love is held so near
Yet slippery in my shaking grasp
I love the ride but I fear the crash
I wanna stop this pressure
From caving my chest in
From springing my soul free
Bringing me to hell again
These joyful moments that I fear
Where all I love is held so near
Yet slippery in my shaking grasp
I love the ride but I fear the crash
Won't someone stop this pressure
From caving my chest in
From springing my soul free
Bringing me to hell again
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure

Written by:
Aaron Frederick, Braden Fischer

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