The quest, the stress
The pressure for success
Obsessed I guess
Emptiness is all that's left
One voice inside tells me that I can fly
One on the other side tells me run and hide

Shouting to my soul
Let go, oh oh oh
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
Comes back up again

Shouting to my soul
Let go, oh oh oh
Shouting to my soul
What I already know
Time to lose control
Let go, oh oh oh