Micra Man (feat. Alvinaya/Ivanor)

Flippen Allan drives his forklift all day In the warehouse grind he's stuck in the sway He's got dreams that are big but a life that's so small The flour mill's grip on his soul won't let him call Hypertension's his companion every night Loading pallets high under fluorescent light He wants to break free but the chains hold tight Flippen Allan's dreams fade out of sight Micra Man living life in a blur Big dreams trapped in a world of work The walls close in but he can't escape Micra Man's dreams start to break In the break room he stares at the clock Counting minutes till he's back on the dock His heart beats fast but his steps feel slow Allan dreams of a place nobody knows Flippen Allan needs a way to be free From the grind of this reality He's a Micra Man with a heart so large But the warehouse walls still keep him barred Micra Man living life in a blur Big dreams trapped in a world of work The walls close in but he can't escape Micra Man's dreams start to break