Everytime you look around me
I can sense your eyes are seeking
What you think my life is dealing
What you think that I am feeling

Picture perfect nothing hurts me
Well I can feel your thoughts controlling
Size me up, you are fall undone
Jealousy comes, then jealousy runs

Hold onto your world
What's left to regret about it

My baby, feels the pressure rising
I'm sorry, I'm not gonna run away, no!

Perception seems to lead the blind
So open up for fickle mind
You're saying I'm the chosen one
You think, you think
As you load the the gun
Fighting words, put up a front
You crumble as you slip the tongue

Hold onto your world
What's left to regret about it

My baby, feels the pressure rising
I'm sorry, I'm not gonna run away, no!
My baby, listens when it's set in stone

Everyone can fall in line
But you've taken, breaken, shaken
Very inch of my pride

You're crawling, fallen, fallen
To a chosen world
Fighting words put up a front
You sumble, stumble, stumble when I slip the tongue

Hold on to your world

My baby, feels the pressure rising
I'm sorry, I'm not gonna run away, no!
My baby, listens when it's set in stone

I'm not gonna runaway...
I'm not gonna runaway...

My baby, feels the pressure rising
I'm sorry, i'm not gonna run away