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, ‘cuz 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 a drip, drip, drip that’ll never stop, whoa
Pressure that’ll tip, tip, tip ’til you just go pop, whoa-oh-oh
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, whoa
Pressure like a tick, tick, tick ’til it’s ready to blow, whoa-oh-oh
Give it to your sister, your sister’s stronger,
See if she can hang on a little longer
Who am I 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. Has 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 topplin’ 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
‘Cuz all we know is…

Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that’ll never stop, whoa
Pressure that’ll tip, tip, tip ’til you just go pop, whoa-oh-oh
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, whoa
Pressure like a tick, tick, tick ’til it’s ready to blow, whoa-oh-oh
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!