Lyrics:
something that I'm doing wrong
I need to know
The flies they take me in to bedlam saying
Welcome home
I've micromanaged every little piece but
Still want more
that life, Too late to get it right
Your thirst can't be satisfied, been
Manipulated, micromanaged, sin stimulated
Next day, you did it again, and again,
indeed
But I said I said I feel micromanaged
Want to be like the backspace
Make the typo vanish
I made a mistake that's where Satan might grow damage
Oh me
willingness to pay it
Micromanaged and picked apart
Break your chains mutt
Face covered in mud
I can taste blood
Down at the bottom of this endless pit
solves all known quarrels
Thoughts divisive our downfall
Go make a run kid
You don't owe me a thing
The status quo calls for complaining
Micromanaged till
you on a pedestal but clearly you are not the prize
Maybe love isn't for us I had to acknowledge
I never disregard emotions they micromanaged by logic
Can it be I actually
Transcended libertine
A literal depiction of a micromanaged murder scene
Might be the stress or the rage in me
Finally has reached
That I don’t need no one else
Feeling micromanaged
All my actions put under your microscope
Your watchful eye draining me of all my hope
Feeling hella
These corporations where I'll never fit the suit and tie
Micromanaged and to move up high
You have to suck a dick
Misery loves company plus you are what
funny they got us in the store
Dressed up like bandits
And that we get to work from home
Instead of micro-managed
Really that's the only thing
That make
slack motherfucker
With an axe to grind along my spine
And I'm just another micromanaged sucker
Flashing my smile, complicit and polite
And if you want
micro-managed fool
I dismantle rumors because I know can get strewed as in misconstrued
You're all a bunch of red hammers and you're getting screwed
Cause I'm
you liked it
Micromanaged, criticized
Somehow I liked it
I've never seen anything as clear as you see me
Dancing with the devil has clearly made me see
hardwired
The house asleep
But I'm up
Trynna make them daydreams my real life reality
Used to be micromanaged
Now I oversee
Eyes strained
My voice sore
But
Can't stop, won't stop, man I'm an addict
I just cannot be micromanaged
I move macro I'm so dramatic
I'm the Protagonist
Of my own movie
Stanley Kubri I'm
make it?
An olive branch and we'll be friends
We'll navigate until the end
I panic
Somewhat dramatic
Workin' under a scope
And feelin' Micro-managed
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