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Let Me Out
I don't have
All of your answers
I'm just taking my chances as I see them
Something's wrong
Every day I feel a little more alone
I see the looks on their faces
I don't feel the same
And it's getting old
Trying to do what I've been told
I see it all in front of me now
Let me out
I don't have time for people draggin' me down
Waiting on
Waiting on someone to feel the same
Waiting on someone who can talk straight
And it's getting late
Someone get me home
Everyday I feel a little more alone
I give you all I can you say you will and then you won't
Hell I know everybody's tired, they got problems of their own
But it's getting old
I try to do what I've been told
I see it all in front of me now
Let me out
I don't have time for people draggin' me down
Let me out
I won't be the last one shouting
Let me out
I don't have time for people draggin' me down
I know you like I, know myself
But there's, only so much that we can tell each other
So you say we can, start again
But there' so much I know that I've tried hard to forget
I see it all in front of me now
Yeah
Let me out
I won't be the last one shouting
Let me out
I don't have time for people draggin' me down
Yeah
Let me out
I won't be the last one shouting
Let me out
Yeah let me out