作词 : Lupe Fiasco/David Manzoor 作曲 : Lupe Fiasco/David Manzoor Things are getting outta control Feels like I'm running out of soul You are getting too heavy to hold 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 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 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 L.A.S.E.R.S. shootin' out of you and me 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 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 You are getting too heavy to hold Think I'll be letting you go 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
[00:00.000] 作词 : Lupe Fiasco/David Manzoor [00:01.000] 作曲 : Lupe Fiasco/David Manzoor [00:24.990]Things are getting outta control [00:28.000]Feels like I'm running out of soul [00:36.960]You are getting too heavy to hold [00:48.760]My self portrait shows a man that the wealth tortured [00:52.550]Self-absorbed with his own self-forfeit [00:55.220]A shelf full of awards [00:56.420]Worshiping the war ships that set sail on my sea of life [01:00.140]When I see my own self I wonder if we still see a light [01:03.310]We was tight seeing lights [01:05.720]Speaking right and breathing life [01:06.590]Now I see my demons and barely even sleep at night [01:09.490]I don't get high life keep me at a decent height [01:12.650]As the old me I predicted all my recent plights [01:15.560]Exhausted. Trying to fall asleep. Losses at my recent fights [01:18.590]Burdens on my shoulders now, burnin' all my motives down [01:21.560]Inspiration drying up, motivation slowing down [01:25.350]Things are getting outta control [01:28.300]Feels like I'm running out of soul [01:36.620]You are getting too heavy to hold [01:40.190]Think I'll be letting you go [01:48.800]I'm begging me don't let me go [01:50.090]We vow like the letter "Oh" [01:51.520]To never go our separate ways [01:53.010]And spin-off into separate shows [01:54.480]Tired of all the wardrobe changin' [01:55.900]Playing all these extra roles [01:57.600]Filled with all these different spirits [01:59.000]Livin' off these separate souls [02:00.480]Point in life is getting hollow [02:02.010]Can't wait for the exit hole [02:03.480]Give me room. The entry room. [02:05.460]Let me in and let me go [02:08.390]So I can roam around this wilderness [02:09.400]See it for what it really is [02:11.290]I'm prepared to filter list [02:13.200]Magnify the youth in me, alibi the shootin' spree [02:15.810]Amplify the revolution, sanitize the lunacy [02:18.960]Strip away the justice, justify the scrutiny [02:21.840]I can see the L.A.S.E.R.S. shootin' out of you and me [02:25.810]Things are getting outta control [02:28.600]Feels like I'm running out of soul [02:37.490]You are getting too heavy to hold [02:40.590]Think I'll be letting you go [02:49.770]Sometimes I feel like the world... [02:52.870]Sometimes I feel like......the world......is against me [03:01.070]And everything that I've done before [03:03.960]I swear we used to be so pure [03:07.160]But we can't be in love no more [03:10.150]Cause I don't wanna fight this war [03:13.410]But when I put down my gun [03:16.140]I turn around and pick up one [03:19.780]This uzi weighs a ton, but I think I'm done! [03:25.450]Things are getting outta control [03:28.160]Feels like I'm running out of soul [03:37.100]You are getting too heavy to hold [03:40.200]Think I'll be letting you go [03:45.510]Think I'll be letting you go [03:53.790]Things are getting outta control [04:00.300]Said, it feels like I'm running out of soul [04:05.320]You're getting heavy to hold [04:08.390]I think I'll be letting you go
