Letting Go (feat. Sarah Green)

Things are getting outta control

Feels like I'm running out of soul

You are getting too 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

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

When 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, burnin' all my motives down

Inspiration drying up, motivation slowing down

Things are getting outta control

Feels like I'm running out of soul

You are getting too 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 changin'

Playing all these extra roles

Filled with all these different spirits

Livin' 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 filterless

Magnify the youth in me, alibi the shootin' spree

Amplify the revolution, sanitize the lunacy

Strip away the justice, justify the scrutiny

I can see the lasers shootin' out of you and me

Things are getting outta control

Feels like I'm running out of soul

You are getting too heavy to hold

Think I'll be letting you go

(Think I'll be let 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 outta control

Feels like I'm running out of soul

You are getting too heavy to hold

Think I'll be letting you go

Think I'll be letting you go

Things are getting, getting outta control oh

Said it feels like I'm running out of soul

You're getting heavy to hold

Think I'll be letting you go

Letting you go