Letting You Go

Things are getting out of control

Feels like I'm running out of soul

You're getting heavy to hold

Think I'll be letting you go



My self-portrait shows a man that the wealth tortured

Self-absorbed with his own self-forfeit,

A shelf full of awards

Worshipping the war ships that set sail on my sea of life

Where I see my own self I wonder if we still see a light

We was tight seeing lights, speaking right and breathing life

Now I see my demons and barely even sleep at night

I don't get high, life keep me at a decent height

As the old me I predicted all my recent plights

Exhausted, trying to fall asleep, losses at my recent fights

Burdens on my shoulders now, burning all my motives down

Inspiration drying up, motivation slowing down



Things are getting out of control

Feels like I'm running out of soul

You're getting heavy to hold

Think I'll be letting you go

Think I'll let you go



I'm begging me don't let me go,

We vow like the letter 'O'

To never go our separate ways, and spin-off into separate shows

Tired of all the wardrobe changing, playing all these extra roles

Filled with all these different spirits, living off these separate souls

Point in life is getting hollow, can't wait for the exit hole

Give me room, the entry room, let me in and let me go

So I can roam around this wilderness, see it for what it really is

I'm prepared to filter list

Magnify the youth in me, alibi the shooting spree

Amplify the revolution, sanitise the lunacy

Strip away the justice, justify the scrutiny

I can see the lasers, shooting out of you and me



Things are getting out of control

Feels like I'm running out of soul

You're getting heavy to hold

Think I'll be letting you go

Think I'll be letting you go



Sometimes I feel like the world,

Sometimes I feel like the world is against me

And everything that I've done before, I swear we used to be so pure

But we can't be in love no more, cause I don't wanna fight this war

But when I put down my gun, I turn around and pick up one

This Uzi weighs a ton, but I think I'm done



Things are getting out of control

Feels like I'm running out of soul

You're getting heavy to hold

Think I'll be letting you go

Think I'll be letting you go

Things are getting, getting out of control

Oh, said it feels like, like I'm running out of soul

You're getting heavy to hold

Think I'll be letting you go