Limp
Emotional Turmoil: Battling Manipulation and Self-Preservation
Lyrics
You wanna make me sick;
You want to disgust me
You wanna lick my wounds
You want to exploit my vulnerabilities
Don't you, baby?
Isn't that what you desire, baby?
You want the badge of honor when you save my hide
You seek recognition when you help me out of trouble
But you're the one in the way
But you obstruct the resolution of impending disaster, baby
Of the day of doom, baby
You hinder the day of reckoning
If you need my shame to reclaim your pride
If you need my disgrace to restore your pride
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
Reflecting on it, my hands clench in anger
I never did anything to you, man
I haven't wronged you in any way, man
No matter what I try, you beat me with your bitter lies
Despite my efforts, you defeat me with hurtful falsehoods
So call me crazy, hold me down
So label me as insane, restrain me
Make me cry; get off now, baby
Make me weep; stop now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands
Soon, you'll be powerless, lying helpless in your own actions
You feed the beast I have within me
You nurture the inner turmoil I possess
You wave the red flag, baby you make it run run run
You provoke and incite, making it persist
Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning
Watching from the sidelines, cheering and smiling
You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun
You manipulate my vulnerabilities, then blame me for the consequences
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
Reflecting on it, my hands clench in anger
I never did anything to you, man
I haven't wronged you in any way, man
But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
But no matter what I try, you defeat me with hurtful falsehoods
So call me crazy, hold me down
So label me as insane, restrain me
Make me cry; get off now, baby
Make me weep; stop now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands
Soon, you'll be powerless, lying helpless in your own actions
And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
Reflecting on it, my hands clench in anger
I never did anything to you, man
I haven't wronged you in any way, man
But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
But no matter what I try, you defeat me with hurtful falsehoods
So call me crazy, hold me down
So label me as insane, restrain me
Make me cry; get off now, baby
Make me weep; stop now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands
Soon, you'll be powerless, lying helpless in your own actions
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