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