[Intro] Oh oh… Things are gettin outta control Feels like I’m runnin' outta soul Oh whoa oh oh [x4] Oh.. You’re getting heavy to hold Think I’ll be letting you go Oh whoa oh oh [x4] Oh…
[Verse 1] My self portrait, shows a man that the world tortured Self absorbed with his own self, forfeit and shuffle at awards Worshippin the warships that set sail on my sea of life Where I see my own self and wonder if we still see alike We was tight, seein light. Speakin right and breathin 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, tryna fall asleep. Lost inside my recent fights Burdens on my shoulders now, burnin all my motives down Inspiration dryin up, motivation slowin down.
[Chorus] Oh oh… Things are gettin outta control Feels like I’m runnin outta soul Oh whoa oh oh [x4] Oh.. You’re getting heavy to hold Think I’ll be letting you go Oh whoa oh oh [x4] Oh…
[Verse 2] I beggin me don’t let me go We vow(vowel) like the letter O They’ll never go our separate ways or spin off into separate shows Tired of all the wardrobe changing, playin all these extra roles Filled with all these different spirits, livin off these separate souls Point of life is gettin hollow, can’t wait for the exit hole Gimme room to entry room, let me in or let me go So I can walk 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
[Chorus] Oh oh… Things are gettin outta control Feels like I’m runnin outta soul Oh whoa oh oh [x4] Oh.. You’re getting heavy to hold Think I’ll be letting you go Oh whoa oh oh [x4] Oh…
[Bridge] Sometimes I feel like the world.. Sometimes I feel oh.. 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, cuz I don’t wanna fight this love But when I put down my gun, I turn around and pick up one, this Uzi weights a ton but I think I’m done
[Chorus] Oh oh… Things are gettin outta control Feels like I’m runnin outta soul Oh whoa oh oh [x4] Oh.. You’re getting heavy to hold Think I’ll be letting you go Oh whoa oh oh [x4] Oh…
[Outro - Sarah Green] Go..go, go [repeats] Things are getting..gettin outta control Said it feels like, like I’m runnin outta soul You’re gettin heavy to hold Think I’ll be letting you go. Letting you go…