Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Letting Go, artist - Lupe Fiasco. Album song Lasers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.03.2011
Record label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Song language: English
Letting 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 |