Metal Church - Weight Of The World Lyrics

You're caught in a vice by your own device
Torment and pressure, a way of life
You felt the stardom and tasted the fruit
You claw your way back, it's all that you can do

Falling from grace, so many have done
Get to the top and bask in the sun
Make some mistakes, it's part of the game
When you play it, every thing's to gain

The weight of the world upon your shoulders
It's the weight of the world
The struggle within archaic desire
Claim your right and devour

All that surrounds you, all you can take
Don't let your last be your last mistake
The pressure is building, the vice becomes tighter
Under the gun and into the fire

Burning and burning, no escape to be found
The weight of the world is keeping you down
The weight of the world upon your shoulders
The pressure is building, an unwilling soldier

The weight of the world is keeping you down
Oh, your world is crashing down to the ground