I checked the time, it was almost time A curious smell, an intangible crime I'm washing my clothes, but the stain still grows Cover your eyes, the stain still shows I feel the graze against my skin I feel the graze against my skin I know this feeling is a lie I know this feeling is a lie There's a guilt within my mind There's a guilt within my mind I know this feeling is a lie I know this feeling is a lie I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on Oh I should question not ignore Oh I should question not ignore Songs are always buried deep Songs are always buried deep There's a lion in my arms There is motion in my arm Oh I should question not ignore I should believe and not ignore I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on I don't need this pressure on You go down, down Past the talk of town You go down Greek Street Then its underground Well it's Soho life For this mobile knife It's the place to shoot Friday night beat route