Let Go Lyrics - Chimaira

My scabs are almost picked 

Slowly growing into this, feelings I just can't 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 can't let go 

I see them in the gel 

Laughing at me it is hell 

Nothing can stop this torture 

Fake my way through life, call on me 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 can't let go 

I won't take no for an answer