Surface Pressure

I'm the strong one
I'm not nervous
I'm as tough as the crust of the earth is

I move mountains
I move churches
And I glow 'cause i know what my worth is

I don't ask how hard the work is
Got a rough, indestructible surface
Diamonds and platinum
I find 'em, I flatten 'em
I take what I'm handed
I break what's demanded, but

Under the surface
I feel berserk as a tightrope walker in a three-ring circus
Under the surface
Was Hercules ever like 'yo, I don't wanna fight Cerberus!'
Under the surface
I'm pretty sure I'm worthless, if I can't be of service

A flaw or a crack
The straw in the stack that breaks the camel's back
What breaks the camel's back? It's

Pressure like the drip, drip, drip that'll never stop
Woah
Pressure that'll tip, tip, tip 'til you just go pop!
Wo-oh-oh-oah
Give it to your sister, your sister's older
Give her all the heavy things we can't shoulder
Who am I if I can't run with the ball?
If I fall to

Pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won't let go
Woah
Pressure like a tick, tick, tick, 'til it's ready to blow
Wo-oh-oh-oah
Give it to your sister, your sister's stronger
See if she can hang on a little longer
Who am if I can't carry it all?
If I falter

Under the surface
I hide my nerves and it worsens, I worry something is gonna hurt us
Under the surface
The ship doesn't swerve as it heard how big the iceberg is
Under the surface
I think about my purpose, can I somehow preserve this?

Line up the dominoes, a light wind blows
You try to stop it toppling but on and on it goes

But wait!
If I could shake
The crushing weight
Of expectations
Would that free some room up for joy?
Or relaxation?
Or simple pleasure?
Instead we measure
This growing pressure keeps growing
Keep going
'Cause all we know is

Pressure like a drip, drip, drip, that'll never stop
Woah
Pressure that'll tip, tip, tip, 'till you just go pop
Wo-oh-oh-oah
Give it to your sister, it doesn't hurt and
See if she can handle every family burden
Watch as she buckles and bends but never breaks

No mistakes, just
Pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won't let go
Woah
Pressure like a tick, tick, tick, 'til it's ready to blow
Wo-oh-oh-oah
Give it to your sister, and never wonder
If the same pressure would've pulled you under
Who am I if I don't have what it takes?
No cracks, no breaks!
No mistakes, no pressure



Credits
Writer(s): Lin-manuel Miranda
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