I'm the strong one, I'm not nervousI'm as tough as the crust of the Earth isI move mountains, I move churchesAnd I glow, 'cause I know what my worth isI don't ask how hard the work isGot a rough indestructible surfaceDiamonds and platinum, I find 'em, I flatten 'emI take what I'm handed, I break what's demanded, but
Under the surfaceI feel berserk as a tightrope walker in a three-ring circusUnder the surfaceWas Hercules ever like, "Yo, I don't wanna fight Cerberus?"Under the surfaceI'm pretty sure I'm worthless if I can't be of service
A flaw or a crackThe straw in the stackThat breaks the camel's backWhat breaks the camel's back, it's
Pressure, like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, whoaPressure that'll tip, tip, tip 'til you just go pop, whoa, oh, ohGive it to your sister, your sister's olderGive her all the heavy things we can't shoulderWho 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, whoaPressure like a tick, tick, tick 'til it's ready to blow, whoa, oh, ohGive it to your sister, your sister's strongerSee if she can hang on a little longerWho am I if I can't carry it all?If I falter
Under the surfaceI hide my nerves, and it worsens, I worry something is gonna hurt usUnder the surfaceThe ship doesn't swerve as it heard how big the iceberg isUnder the surfaceI think about my purpose, can I somehow preserve this?
Line up the dominoesA light wind blowsYou try to stop it tumblingBut on and on it goes
But wait, if I could shake the crushing weight of expectationsWould that free some room up for joyOr relaxation, or simple pleasure?Instead, we measure this growing pressureKeeps growing, keep going'Cause all we know is
Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, whoaPressure that'll tip, tip, tip 'til you just go pop, whoa-oh-ohGive it to your sister, it doesn't hurt, andSee if she can handle every family burdenWatch as she buckles and bends but never breaksNo mistakes, just
Pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won't let go, whoaPressure like a tick, tick, tick 'til it's ready to blow, whoa, oh, ohGive it to your sister and never wonderIf the same pressure would've pulled you underWho am I if I don't have what it takes?No cracks, no breaksNo mistakes, no pressure
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