Time and Pressure
Cobra Skulls Lyrics


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Traded in the gold for something more combustible
Like time and pressure and by the volume it sold
But were running out of time

Can you feel the pressure?
Because the gold got stronger in the cold black basement
Of the federal reserve and the shareholders only get older
Older all the time

And who get's left behind?
Can you feel the pressure?




We're in this together, stand up lend a hand
Or get the fuck out of the way

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Time and Pressure" by Cobra Skulls speak about the common man's struggles against time, pressure, and the power struggle between the masses and the more powerful entities. The lyrics refer to how money, represented by gold, has always been the driving force of the world. However, that has now changed. People are now more focused on what they can do with their time, and how they can use pressure to their advantage. The chorus of the song asks for individuals to band together to overcome the forces that hold them back, to stand up and lend a hand or to get out of the way, indicating the two camps of people during such struggles. The lyrics question what happens to the masses who are often left behind while the powerful get richer and the shareholders grow older.


The song indicates a struggle between two distinct groups, the powerful and the people, as well as the idea that true power comes from taking control of one's time and using pressure in one's favor. The powerful, as represented by the federal reserve and the shareholders, are hoarding the gold in a cold black basement, an imagery that reinforces the idea of the world being divided into two: the fat cats at the top and the common people fighting for scraps. The song calls for the people to stand together, lend a hand to one another, and fight back.


Line by Line Meaning

Traded in the gold for something more combustible
We exchanged something valuable for something more volatile


Like time and pressure and by the volume it sold
We're dealing with the forces of time and stress, as evidenced by the amount being sold


But were running out of time
We don't have much time left to deal with these pressures


Can you feel the pressure?
Are you aware of the stress we're under?


Because the gold got stronger in the cold black basement
The valuable resource we traded away is being made even more precious in a dark and foreboding place


Of the federal reserve and the shareholders only get older
The institution that controls our currency and the people who own it are becoming more entrenched and powerful with time


Older all the time
This trend is only continuing


And who get's left behind?
What happens to those who can't keep up?


We're in this together, stand up lend a hand
We have to work together and help each other


Or get the fuck out of the way
Otherwise, you're just contributing to the problem




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