Текст (слова) песни: Chimaira - Let Go

My scabs are almost picked
Slowly growing into this
Feelings I just cant let go
I am such a bore that you need that much more
Go back that way and see what you get from me then
Nothing at all
My dead hands rise
Why am I this way?
Face my past I cant let go
I see them in the jel
Laughing at me it is hell
Nothing can stop this torture
Fake my way through life
Call on my wife
Went back that way and I saw just what I was worth
Nothing at all
My dead hands rise
Why am I this way?
Face my past I cant let go
I wont take no for an answer
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Army of Me (Bonus Track)
Cleansation
Crawl
Dead Inside
Divination
Down Again
Empty
Eyes Of A Criminal
Forced Life
Jade
Lend A Hand
Let Go
Lumps
Options
Overlooked
Painting The White To Grey
Pass Out Of Existence
Pictures In The Gold Room
Power Trip
Pure Hatred
Rizzo
Severed
Silence
SP Lit
Sphere
Stigmurder
Taste My...
The Dehumanizing Process
The Impossibility Of Reason
This Present Darkness