Let It Go - Seether

Second chances are so divine

I can’t reveal what’s on my mind

But I am drowning in the quicksand

The deprivation of my mind

This education intertwined

With all these musings of a sick man

Float down that river of blood you made when you stabbed my back

But I am drowning in the quicksand

Well I don’t feel like getting older

I just feel like getting numb

And I don’t see why I should bother

I just don’t think I can let it go

When you turn sour grapes to wine

The fermentation takes some time

But I am following the short hand

When desperation is unkind

Exacerbation walks the line

And I am following a blind man

Float down that river of blood you made when you stabbed my back

But I am drowning in the quicksand

Well I don’t feel like getting older

I just feel like getting numb

And I don’t see why I should bother

I just don’t think I can let it go

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Well I don’t feel like getting older

I just feel like getting numb

And I don’t see why I should bother

I just don’t think I can let it go