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Pressure

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Like a note held in a gospel choir
I feel the pressure build inside
I feel the burn inside my mind
Like the pregnant blaze of a funeral pyre
Surfing the flames as it tickles my heels
Building the throbbing dull my senses
Like a buckshot blast of a heroin shot
Relieving the tension of an unknown guilt
 
i think he is reffering to the feeling that crawls up your arm, into your brain like buzing bees and pins and needles when you shoot decent dope... i lnow that throbbing from when thats what i lived for..
ugh.phew.yay!

just a guess tho..
 
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