Let it Go - The Prids

Disassociated patterns

Giving nothing away

I blame all the talk

Tell me what are all those minds

Rubbing pointless to do

Crawling eyes stripping scrape

For something worth us to see

It can’t cover up the panic of the thought

That there’s not anything

Oh so am I

So let it go

Oh so am I

So let it go

Oh so am I

So let it go

Oh so am I

So let it go

Not unaware but once there

All we want is to sleep

I laugh when I try

There’s something cold even closer

And it’s eighty degrees

Lay down on the tracks

Of the meanings b-line

I can’t feel it cut

Want crushed, want love

Somewhere in its design

Oh so am I

So let it go

Oh so am I

So let it go

Oh so am I

So let it go

Oh so am I

So let it go