The Great Unrest - Mugison

The pressure is on

My precious it’s on

It’s on my shoulders

On my neck

It’s all about to crack

The pressure is on

And I feel like I’m gone

All on the tip of the tongue

It’s feeling right

But knowing it’s all wrong

So weak — pretending to be strong

I know what it means to disturb the great unrest

The only time I feel satisfied is when I’m lying on your chest

My precious my love

Think I’m unwell

But there is something telling me

You’re gonna be the one braking that spell

Your hugging and kissing — pulling me out of this…

I’m surprised by the warmth

With your arms all-around

I wish I could be all you want

But I’m not.

Is so simple I can only give

What I got

I know what it means to disturb the great unrest

The only time I feel satisfied is when I’m lying on your breast