Teksty: Pressure 4-5. Enough.

I would like to believe that the things that bring me down
And the life I lead are one and the same and no different
Pick your mind to conceive of a way to pick you up
'Cause you might just be going down, down, down and so

When your will breaks down, will you pick you up?
Have you had enough? Yes, I've had enough, yes, I've had enough

Getting bored as I speak on a simple lesson taught
All in one bad week when it seemed just like we had lost everything
You awake from the night sometimes riding golden sun
And the heat rises off the ground, ground, ground and so

When your will breaks down, will you pick you up?
Have you had enough? Yes, I've had enough

Do you think if you try, then you'll calm down?
If I scream up the sky, will you come down?
If I could, you know that I would turn it around
But the things that pick me up bring me down, down, down and so

Have had enough? Yes, I've had enough
When your will breaks down, will you pick you up?
Have you had enough? Yes, I've had enough