歌词
The quest, the stress, the pressure for success.
Obsessed, I guess, emptiness is all it's left.
One voice, inside, tells me what I can fly.
One on the other side, tells me run and hide.
Shouting to my soul, Let go...
This mess, I'm in, I'll either sink or swim.
My hope is growing dim. Wonder could this be the end?
The more, I think, the deeper down I sink,
the fear I'm trying to drink, come back up again.
Shouting to my soul, Let go...
Shouting to my soul, what I already know?
Time to lose control. Let go...