Lupe Fiasco, Sarah Green - Letting Go lyrics

Things are getting outta control
Feels like I'm running out of soul
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
You are getting heavy to hold
Think I'll be letting you go
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh

My self portrait shows a man
That the wealth tortured
Self-absorbed with his own self-forfeit
A shelf full of awards
Worshiping the warships that set sail
On my sea of life when I see my old self I
Wonder if we still see alike
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
Lost inside 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
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
You are getting heavy to hold
Think I'll be letting you go
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh

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 spirit's
Livin' off these separate souls
Point in life is getting hollow
Can't wait for the exit hole
Give me room the entry wound
Let me in and let me go
So I can roam around this wilderness
See it for what it really is
Unprepared and 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
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
You are getting heavy to hold
Think I'll be letting you go
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh

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
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
You are getting heavy to hold
Think I'll be letting you go
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
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 go