i don't fold under pressure under pressure through depression find my pleasure i don't drown keep my head up if you ever need a refresher of my soul I'll paint a picture portrait for ya dripped in gold, i don't like it but i need the pressure & the strain, trained me to be better ill never be the same, bout to leave my mind behind bout to lose my brain, take your plate off my round table, ill grow from the tragedies let go of what they expect of me pave my own road, don't compare me to so and so don't try to control im not Pinocchio