Lights Out Hilltop Hoods

[Verse 1: Pressure]
This whole world’s in a rush to be living plush, but never rich enough
Till that mirrors such a stranger we’re asking is it us?
Losing your vision, make one stupid decision
You’ve become the newest victim of the human condition
It’s a crying shame; honestly it’s a survival game
While we die in vein making somebody rich
Like we scared of taking that step
Every days just another that escaped us if we don’t make an affect
Back seat revolutionaries ain’t lions at heart
Even the slightest of sparks can light up the dark
And everybody wants a piece of the action
Like peace and relaxing became a niche for the deceased or the lacking
Success, pleasures of the flesh and beheld
Treasures and endless excess in which we measure ourselves
I’ve faith in my fam, so I can relate to the fans
Hope they understand how grateful I am
C'mon

[Hook: Pressure]
We do it right here, right now, with my peers, my house
And fight here till the day we’re gone and rest in white clouds
Life here, life out, we're gonna die here with my doubts
Then as night nears we’re gonna do it till they turn the lights out
Right here, right now, with my peers, my house
And fight here till the day we’re gone and rest in white clouds
Life here, life out, we're gonna die here with my doubts
Then as night nears we’re gonna do it till they turn the lights out