Surface Pressure - Jessica Darrow (lyrics) I\u0027m the strong one, I\u0027m not nervous I\u0027m as tough as the crust of the Earth is I move mountains, I move churches And I glow, \u0027cause I know what my worth is I don\u0027t ask how hard the work is Got a rough indestructible surface Diamonds and platinum, I find \u0027em, I flatten \u0027em I take what I\u0027m handed, I break what\u0027s demanded But under the surface, I feel berserk as a tightrope walker in a three-ring circus Under the surface, was Hercules ever like, \u0022Yo, I don\u0027t wanna fight Cerberus?\u0022 Under the surface, I\u0027m pretty sure I\u0027m worthless if I can\u0027t be of service A flaw or a crack, the straw in the stack That breaks the camel\u0027s back, what breaks the camel\u0027s back? It\u0027s pressure like a drip, drip, drip that\u0027ll never stop, whoa Pressure that\u0027ll tip, tip, tip \u0027til you just go pop, whoa, oh, oh Give it to your sister, your sister\u0027s older Give her all the heavy things we can\u0027t shoulder Who am I if I can\u0027t run with the ball? If I fall to Pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won\u0027t let go, whoa Pressure like a tick, tick, tick \u0027til it\u0027s ready to blow, whoa, oh, oh Give it to your sister, your sister\u0027s stronger See if she can hang on a little longer Who am I if I can\u0027t 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\u0027t 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 tumbling, 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 \u0027Cause all we know is Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that\u0027ll never stop, whoa Pressure that\u0027ll tip, tip, tip \u0027til you just go pop, whoa, oh, oh Give it to your sister, it doesn\u0027t 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\u0027t let go, whoa Pressure like a tick, tick, tick \u0027til it\u0027s ready to blow, whoa, oh, oh Give it to your sister and never wonder If the same pressure would\u0027ve pulled you under Who am I if I don\u0027t have what it takes? No cracks, no breaks No mistakes, no pressure