Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let Go (feat. Emeli Sande), artist - Tinie Tempah. Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Let Go (feat. Emeli Sande) |
| If you can see me |
| Then you’re probably a little too close |
| So you think you could love me |
| Well, you gotta be stronger than most |
| ‘Cause my ex didn’t like it, didn’t like it |
| No, my friends they don’t like it, they don’t like it |
| Somebody remind me when’s the right time |
| When’s the right time to let go |
| Dear, whoever the fuck is listenin' |
| Tell me of the pleasures of bein' a normal citizen |
| ‘Cos all these fittings and Vivian’s keepin' me from fittin' in |
| Why do I feel safer on stage than in my own livin' room? |
| My grandma say that if I leave my drink I shouldn’t sip again |
| This tour has got me feelin' tired like I’m itchin' |
| And I even though it’s physical differences and my silly feelings |
| That’s why I feel so down even at the top of the River Thames |
| If you can see me |
| Then you’re probably a little too close |
| So you think you could love me |
| Well, you gotta be stronger than most |
| ‘Cause my ex didn’t like it, didn’t like it |
| No, my friends they don’t like it, they don’t like it |
| Somebody remind me when’s the right time |
| When’s the right time to let go |
| Dear, whoever the fuck is witnessin' |
| Disturbin' London independent black businessman |
| Based on the work and the effort I’m gonna give this year |
| Everybody’s gettin' the presents they want for Christmas, yeah |
| Life is only ninety nine winters |
| So I’m tryna bond with daddy even though I don’t like dinners |
| Don’t be confused by my image, I’m no fuckin' public pin-up |
| But my heart won’t let me say no to a picture |
| If you can see me |
| Then you’re probably a little too close |
| So you think you could love me |
| Well, you gotta be stronger than most |
| ‘Cause my ex didn’t like it, didn’t like it |
| No, my friends they don’t like it, they don’t like it |
| Somebody remind me when’s the right time |
| When’s the right time to let go |
| Uh, dear whoever the fuck is, fuck it |
| This is Disc-Overy, hate it or love it |
| I’m now officially the property of the public |
| Since licensin' my album |
| And signin' a deal to be published |
| But none of these songs are written for me, nor am I a puppet |
| Journalists come for interviews but don’t stay on the subject |
| Yeah, no, yeah, are we done yet? |
| Questions you’ve asked me hundreds |
| Now can you grant me some rest? |
| Because I’m tired of it, I’m livin' out my dream |
| And I’m tired from it |
| I’d die for it if music needed savin' |
| Music’s where my heart is, I’m alive for it, I promise |
| I’m never liked my heart might break |
| Here in the dark, yeah we’ll be safe |
| I don’t care, no looking back |
| I’ve never been, never been this far from home |
| If you can see me |
| Then you’re probably a little too close |
| So you think you could love me |
| Well, you gotta be stronger than most |
| ‘Cause my ex didn’t like it, didn’t like it |
| No, my friends they don’t like it, they don’t like it |
| Somebody remind me when’s the right time |
| When’s the right time to let go |
| When’s the right time to let go |