作词 : Lin-Manuel Miranda

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

“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

Till you just go pop, whoa-uh-uh

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

Till it's ready to blow, whoa-uh-uh

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

'Cause all we know is

Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, whoa

Pressure that'll tip, tip, tip till 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 neverbreaks

No mistakes just

Pressure like a grip, grip, grip and it won't let go, whoa

Pressure like a tick, tick, tick till 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