You have to learn to pace yourself

You have to learn to pace yourself 
Pressure 
You're just like everybody else 
Pressure 
You've only had to run so far 
So good 
But you will come to a place 
Where the only thing you feel 
Are loaded guns in your face 
And you'll have to deal with 
Pressure 
You used to call me paranoid 
Pressure 
But even you can not avoid 
Pressure 
You turned the tap dance into your crusade 
Now here you are with your faith 
And your Peter Pan advice 
You have no scars on your face 
And you cannot handle pressure 
All grown up and no place to go 
Psych 1, Psych 2 
What do you know? 
All your life is Channel 13 
Sesame Street 
What does it mean? 
Pressure 
Pressure 
Don't ask for help 
You're all alone 
Pressure 
You'll have to answer 
To your own 
Pressure 
I'm sure you'll have some cosmic rationale 
But here you are in the ninth 
Two men out and three men on 
Nowhere to look but inside 
Where we all respond to 
Pressure 
Pressure 
All your life is Time Magazine 
I read it too 
What does it mean? 
Pressure 
I'm sure you'll have some cosmic rationale 
But here you are with your faith 
And your Peter Pan advice 
You have no scars on your face 
And you cannot handle pressure 
Pressure, pressure 
One, two, three, four 
Pressure