The Roches - Good lyrics

Seried by stress hateful energy

blood is boiling, trying to break free

temper flames, destruction takes its place

killing power uncontrolled disgrace

Draining the strength from your tired soul

robbed of your life to relax

tightening vices taking their toll

inflicting these deadly attacks

Hot blood runs cold

Death sentence from the day you're burn

pressure curse, your skin is ripped and torn

veins bulge, your body's glowing red

hyperthension is leaving you for death

Nervous wreck, hell bent of self destruction

can't break apart this arterial obstruction

cardiac, rate of pulse increase

strained heart, you're soon to be deceased