Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Presser Diamond Co. , by - Teddy Hyde. Song from the album Splittsville, in the genre ПопRelease date: 03.01.2020
Record label: Teddy Hyde
Song language: English
Presser Diamond Co. |
| The steel hands in which coal is pressed are |
| Akin to those on a gold rolex |
| Without the role of a closing gap |
| I’ll grow old at the bowl-o-mat |
| All my coulds can’t adapt to cans if |
| I’ve got the goods but I lack demand |
| If I wait for the push of a passive hand |
| My greatest works will be accidents |
| But I’m no pro crow, I can only wing it for so long |
| When I’m low on coal I skip the shipments and go home |
| I’ll lay and shift in the blaze |
| If I’m unwilling to praise- |
| Pressure! |
| What will be left of my breadcrumb trail? |
| The P. S. to my flesh E-mail |
| The brief message my headstone wears |
| Best be worth all the breath I’ve snared |
| Are these gems why I don’t fear death? |
| ‘Cause I’ll descend into broken breath |
| My bones are but local guests |
| But my soul will be sold and kept |
| Pressure! |
| Pressure! |
| Oh, crush me, oh, crush me, oh crush me alive ‘til I live! |
| Oh, I’ll let my body die |
| If my diamonds can survive |
| Forever |
| No pressure |