Brand new is the person
In the mirror looking back at you
And it's true, but you can't see it
'Cause you're stuck on what you've been though, yeah
You got that white knuckle, red faced
Kung Fu grip on all your chains
But that’s not who you are
I'm here to let you know
You gotta let it go
You were made for something more
So come on and let it go
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Tell me why you'd think that
You deserve a life of just getting by
You are alive, stop taking flowers
To the grave of the old you that died, yeah
If God can take your sin and free you
Forget just like amnesia
Why are you holding on?
I'm here to let you know
You gotta let it go
You were made for something more
So come on and let it go
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm here to let you know
You gotta let it go
You were made for something more
So come on and let it go
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You gotta let it go
I'm here to let you know
You gotta let it go
You gotta let it go
I'm here to let you know
You gotta let it go
You gotta let it go
You gotta let it go
