Usul Usul

Pressure system
Don't resist don't resist

I don't give a fuck if we come back down
Flying high above it doesn't take away the frown
Since a young age I've been taken for a clown
Balancing the pressure system while the world goes round

How are we to know that we ever knew at all
Endlessly regressing towards a red brick wall
That we built ourselves to protect us from the fall
Into an empty vacuum infinitesimally small