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I'm the strong one, I'm not nervous
I'll get right back up as the crust of the Earth burns.
I’ll raise fighters, I’ll lead battles
And I glow 'cause I know what my worth is
I don't ask how hard the work is
Got a tough, inpenatrable surface
Targets, I’ll map then, I’ll find 'em, I’ll smash them
I take what I'm handed, I do what's demanded, but
Under the surface
I feel berserk as a gladiator in the pit like a furnace!
Under the surface
Did the primes ever think, "No, we can’t face Uni-cron"?
Under the surface
I'm pretty surе I'm worthless if I can't be of servicе
A flaw or a crack, the beam in the stack
That breaks the mechas's back, what breaks a mechas's back? It's
Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, woah
Pressure that'll tip, tip, tip 'til you simply stop, woah, oh, oh
Tell the aircommander, his spark is stronger
Give him all the crap you just can’t shoulder
Who am I if I can't outfly the fall?
If I fall to
Pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won't let go, woah
Pressure like a tick, tick, tick 'til it's ready to blow, woah, oh, oh
Tell the aircommander, his spark is stronger
See if he can hold out a little longer
Who am I if I can't make every call?
If I fall.
Under the surface
I hide my nerves, I burn them, I’m sure this war will worsen
Under the surface
The ship didn’t stop swerve, when we saw the earth’s surface!
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, I measure
This growing pressure
Keeps growing, keep going
'Cause all I know is
Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, woah
Pressure that'll tip, tip, tip 'til you just go pop, woah, oh, oh
Give it to commander, it doesn't hurt, him
See if he can handle every last 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, woah
Pressure like a tick, tick, tick 'til it's ready to blow, woah, oh, oh
Give it to your leader and never wonder
If the same pressure would tear you asunder?
Who am I if I don't have what it takes?
No cracks, no breaks
No mistakes, no pressure