Jessica Darrow – Surface Pressure Chords

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 them, I flatten them,
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 surе I’m worthless if I can’t be of servicе
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 ah ah
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 ah ah
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 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, ’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 ah ah
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 till it’s ready to blow, whoa ah ah
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