It Feels Good to Let Go
Mouth foamed, sense disengaged
And the blood is running alive
Like a desk can't do, and I know
And I know that I should stop
But the fire is burning out of hand
And I'm fanning the flames
I love the smell of the fear
And the power: I'm not in control
But I'm the master
Of what I'm not sure
But it feels good to let go
And the blood is running alive
Like a desk can't do, and I know
And I know that I should stop
But the fire is burning out of hand
And I'm fanning the flames
I love the smell of the fear
And the power: I'm not in control
But I'm the master
Of what I'm not sure
But it feels good to let go
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