[Instrumental and Percussion Intro]

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
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

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
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
[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
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

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
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 spirits, 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

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
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
[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco]
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

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
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

[Outro: Sarah Green]
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