"Blood Pressure" lyrics

"Blood Pressure"

I feel like my timeline's been bent
Like someone's twisted all my veins
And put these thoughts in my head
Because all of a sudden, I'm terrified of dying
I've been running away for so long
I've forgotten what was behind me

'Cause all these bar lights look like halos
Making all of the chicks here look like angels
But I seem to destroy everything I've ever touched
Never fix a fucking thing, just grab a bottle and run

This ain't a confession, it's a warning
I'm not half as good in real life
As you'll make me in your stories
Baby, scratch the surface and I get boring
Tried to fight it, tried to hide it
But fuck it
I am who I am
And that's not just going to change

I've got more alcohol inside me than blood
I'm getting concerned but not enough to give it up

This ain't a confession, it's a warning
I'm not half as good in real life
As you'll make me in your stories
Baby, scratch the surface and I get boring
Tried to fight it, tried to hide it
But fuck it
I am who I am
And I'm not just going to change

I've been trying to fill the hole
Where my soul was residing
But all I feel is my blood pressure rising

She said "I hear what you're saying
I hate the games that you're playing
You made your point already"
And I've apologized for these cravings
"So either make a change
Or shut the fuck up about it already."


Writer(s): Micheal Peterson, Brandon Jagersky, Evan Redsky, Andrew Thomson
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