Let It Out - Paddy Gibney
I'm your good, You're my bad I'm the love you cannot have You're the weak, I'm the strong But don't worry baby, it won't be long The time has come to exorcise, demonize and realize You're angry. You're Angry. So let it out. The tolling bell rings in your head You can't remember what I said You twist the truth so easily You strip me bare for all to see Here before you stripped I stand But I know the clothes don't make the man You're starting now to see the light You're angry. So let it out. Let it out. Let it out. (Mother) Mother, Come and rescue me (Brother) Brother, All's not what it used to be (Sister) Sister, Try to understand This little boy was made become a man. Another one has turned out bad It's an easy life they think you have A sad soul in designer clothes With a secret life that no one knows. I've seen the lonely tears you've cried I wish I didn't have to lie But you like to use and you use so well To the beat of the tolling bell Let it out. Let it out - baby - Let it out. Let it out. You come to me in a vision The centerpiece of your religion You question my decisions Your anger is my mission Let it out. Let it out. Let it out. La La Let it out. La La Let it out. (OH NO) Not again. It comes around. In the end) Don't you love me. Please don't love me Don't you love me. Please don't love me
Artist: Paddy Gibney
Title: Let It Out