[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

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