[Hook: Lupe Fiasco] 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
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] 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
[Hook: Lupe Fiasco] 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
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] I’m begging me don’t let me go We vow like the letter “Oh” 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 filter list 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
[Hook: Lupe Fiasco] 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
[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco] 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!
[Hook: Lupe Fiasco] 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
[Outro: Sarah Green] Think I’ll be letting you go Things are getting outta control Said, it feels like I’m running out of soul You’re getting heavy to hold I think I’ll be letting you go …Letting you goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
