Lyrics Hypertension - Razor

Hypertension

Seized by stress, hateful energy
Blood is boiling, trying to break us free
Temper flares, destruction takes it’s place
Killing power, uncontrolled disgrace
Draing the strength from your tired soul
Robbed of your right to relax
Tightening vices taking their toll
Inflicting these deadly attacks
Hot blood runs cold
Death sentence from the day you’re born
Pressure curse, your skin is ripped and torn
Veins bulge, your body’s glowing red