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letra de surface pressure (brother version) - caleb hyles

[intro]
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

[verse 1]
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

[pre-chorus]
a flaw or a crack, the straw in the stack
that breaks the camel’s back
what breaks the camel’s back, it’s

[chorus]
pressure like a drip, drip, drip that’ll never stop, whoa-oh
pressure that’ll tip, tip, tip ’til you just go pop, whoa-oh, oh, ohh
give it to your brother, your brother’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-oh
pressure like a tick, tick, tick ’til it’s ready to blow, whoa-oh, oh, ohh
give it to your brother, your brother’s stronger
see if he can hang on a little longer
who am i if i can’t carry it all?
if i falter
[verse 2]
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

[bridge]
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

[chorus]
pressure like a drip, drip, drip that’ll never stop, whoa-oh
pressure that’ll tip, tip, tip ’til you just go pop, whoa-oh, oh, ohh
give it to your brother, it doesn’t hurt, and
see if he can handle every family burden
watch as he buckles and bends but never breaks
no mistakes, just
pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won’t let go, whoa-oh
pressure like a tick, tick, tick ’til it’s ready to blow, whoa-oh, oh, ohh
give it to your brother 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

- caleb hyles

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