Music is spinning inside my soul. Too many sins, I'm out of control. How do I hold on and let you go at the same time? How do I cope, how do I care for you, and not be there for you, because it's not fair to you? How do I untie the rope and let you go? I'm sorry I gotta go. Music is spinning inside my soul. You see me silent. On the inside, I'm about to explode.