Youngboy chasing his prayers upstairs,
A white light a red line,
And her thighs,
On his mind,

(HEY)
Gotta Let It
(HEY)
Gotta Let It
(HEY)
Gotta Let It Out
Let It Out
Let it,

She Was A Young Girl,
Whispers, Her Prayers,
Maybe, At Midnight,
An Invite,
It's Pitch Black,
And Why Why,

(HEY)
Gotta Let It
(HEY)
Gotta Let It
(HEY)
Gotta Let It Out
Let It Out
Let it,

Take me somwhere new,
Take me somwhere new,
And the shoes you've grown into,
Will soon start wearing you,

(OH OH)
(OH OH)

(HEY)
Gotta Let It
(HEY)
Gotta Let It
(HEY)
Gotta Let It Out
Let It Out
Let it,

Youngboys and young girls,
Upstairs somewhere.