[Verse] Too many sheep in the castle Too many wolves in the field So many fakes to tackle My fortress is about to yield [Prechorus] This could be the end My back's against the wall This could be the end I can hear the Sirens' call [Chorus] Desperate times Call for desperate measures Desperate times The pressure will turn coal to treasure Desperate times Call for desperate measures Desperate times The pressure will turn coal to treasure [Verse 2] Too many chiefs Not enough Indians And I feel like the last of the Mohicans Too many visions in my peripheral I feel the tension rising as my heartbeat quickens [Prechorus] This could be the end My back's against the wall This could be the end I can hear the Sirens' call [Chorus] Desperate times Call for desperate measures Desperate times The pressure will turn coal to treasure Desperate times Call for desperate measures Desperate times The pressure will turn coal to treasure