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