Surface Pressure

I'm the strong one
I'm not nervous
I'm as though as the crust of the earth is
I move mountains
I move churches
And I glow 'cause I know what my worth is

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 breakers the camels back
What breakers the camels back
It's

Pressure like a drip, drip, drip
And it won't let go, whoa
Pressure like a tick, tick, tick
'Til it's ready to blow, whoa

Give it to your sister
And never wonder
If the same pressure
Would'a pulled you under
Who am I if I don't have what I takes
No cracks
No breaks
No mistakes
No pressure



Credits
Writer(s): Lin-manuel Miranda
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