Andrea Turk - Pressure lyrics

Staring at the white walls
Seeing things with the thought of you
Tracing all the bad lines
Finding things to say I’ll pull through

You give me the pressure, babe
I don’t think I’ll live without it
You give me the pressure, babe
I don’t think I’ll live without it

You’re a new, kind of vanilla baby
You’re a new (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Forgive me if I’m crazy
Seeing you happy with her
But I’ve been thinking lately
Is this how it’s gonna hurt?

You give me the pressure, babe
I don’t think I’ll live without it
You give me the pressure, babe (oh)
I don’t think I’ll live without it

You’re a new, kind of vanilla baby
You’re a new booyah

Pull a seven-eleven, change
Back for another, pick up the pace (yeah)
Pull a seven-eleven, change (change)
Back for another, pick up the pace
Pull a seven-eleven, change
(I will break, I will break)
Back for another, pick up the pace
(I will break even)
Pull a seven-eleven, change
(pull a seven-eleven)
Back for another (back for another)

You’re a new, kind of vanilla baby
You’re a new, kind of vanilla babe
You’re a new, kind of vanilla baby
You’re a new, kind of vanilla babe