Surface Pressure

作曲：Lin-Manuel Miranda

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 you?

On a long-off-ice service

Under the surface, I'm pretty sure I'm worthless

If I can be of service

A four-crack destroying the stack

The bricks that come from backwood 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 sisters all day

Give her all the heavy things we can't shoulder

Who am I if I can't run with the bow?

If I fall too

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

Any worse since I worry something is gonna hurt us

Under the surface, the ship doesn't swerve

As they heard how big the iceberg is

Under the surface, I think about my purpose

Can I somehow preserve this?

I never done knows the light we lose

You try to stop it, top it, leave it on and on it goes

Why?

If I could shake the crushing weight of expectations

Would there be some room 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 (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 have pulled you under

Who am I if I don't have what it takes?

No cracks, no breaks

No mistakes, no pressure