Brand newIs that person in the mirror looking back at youIt's trueBut you can't see it 'cause you're stuck on what you've been throughYou got that white knuckle, red facedKung fu grip on all your chainsBut that's not who areI'm here to let you knowYou gotta let it goYou were made for something moreSo come on and let it goOh oh ohTell me whyYou'd think that you deserve a life of just getting byYou are aliveStop taking flowers to the grave of the old you that diedIf God can take your sin and free yaForget just like amnesiaWhy are you holding onI'm here to let you knowYou gotta let it goYou were made for something moreSo come on and let it goOh oh ohI'm here to let you knowYou gotta let it goYou were made for something moreSo come on and let it goOh oh ohYou gotta let it goI'm here to let you knowYou gotta let it goYou gotta let it goI'm here to let you knowYou gotta let it goYou gotta let it go