Pile them up - An original song about Pressure (Instrumental)

Listen to it everywhere: https://artists.landr.com/PileThemUp Do not take their orders, take yours. This is the instrumental for my song, Pile them up! about Pressure Go watch it!    • Pile them up - An original song about Pres...   After the current situation with the creator of the game, I will note that this song was made before the situation was known by the public, and will be receiving a rebranding so it is not Pressure related anymore, thank you for your patience, it will take me a bit :) Do not support the game, please ^^ Pile Them Up - Lyrics: I feel I'm under attack— And that's to put it lightly. But there's no turning back When it's a cul-de-sac. And I've noticed: The doors don’t lead to the tracks, And our route’s changed slightly. It feels like everyone acts While we’re sitting idly. We’re repeating the same mistakes, The pain we take, the way we blame them. We’re revealing the same retakes, The pain we make—for entertainment? If not for freedom, then what? We know we’re not getting that. Do we really obey, or do we do this for fun? I know the reason =) I know that we call the shots, ’Cause any damage’s mildly... I know we’re not gonna rot— ANYMORE tomorrow. We know we’re under attack, But we’ll be back as lively. And when our corpses pile up, We’ll already be free. Any feelings we’ve got— Just throw them out the window. It’ll be easier than not, Without your burning thoughts. Tie your words in a knot, Just so the others don’t hear us. We know this sounds like a lot, ’Cause that way they’ll fear us. We’re repeating the same mistakes, The pain we take, the way we blame them. We’re revealing the same retakes, The pain we make—for entertainment? If not for freedom, then what? We know we’re not getting that. Do we really obey, or do we do this for fun? I know the reason =) I know that we call the shots, ’Cause any damage’s mildly. I know we’re not gonna rot— ANYMORE tomorrow. We know we’re under attack, But we’ll be back as lively. And when our corpses pile up, We’ll already be— FREE TO GO GO BACK HOME OPEN DOORS? ANYMORE TOMORROW. We know we’re under attack, But we’ll be back as lively. And when our corpses pile up— We’ll already be FREE.