^DPressure pushing ^A/Ddown on me Pressing ^G/Ddown on you no man ask ^A/D, ^Dfor Under pr^Dessure - that burns a bu^A/C#ilding down Splits a f^G/Bamily in two Puts p^Aeople on streets ^D, ^A/C#, ^G/B, ^A Puts people^Gon streets ^A, ^D, ^A/C#, ^G/B, ^A It's the te^Grror of kn^Aowing What this wo^Grld is ab^Aout Watching so^Gme good f^Ariends Screa^Gming let me ou^At

Pressure on ^Dpeople - people on^G st^Areets Chippin'around Kick my brains around the floor These are the days It never rains but it pours People on street People on street It's the terror of knowing What this world is about Watching some good friends Screaming let me out Pray tomorrow - gets me higher Pressure on people - people on streets

Turned a^Gway from it all like a b^Clind man ^GSat on a fence but it do^Cn't work Keep c^Goming up with love but it's so s^Clashed and torn ^FWhy - ^Gwhy - ^F, ^Gwhy

^AInsanity laughs under pressure we're cracking Can't we gi^Dve ourselves one more c^G, ^Ahance Why can^G't we gi^Dve love that one more c^G, ^Ahance Why ca^Gn't we g^D, ^G, ^A, ^G, ^D, ^A/C#ive love Cause l^Gov^/Be's such an ol^A, ^Dd fashioned word and love d^A/C#ares you to ^G/Bcare for The ^Apeople on the ^Dedge of the ^A/C#night And love ^G/Bdares you to ^Achange our way of ^ACaring about ourselves

^DThis is ourselv^G, ^Aes Under pressure