Sweat You Out
Breaking Free: Empowering Journey Through Self-Discovery
Lyrics
I get bothered when my mind won't quiet
I feel disturbed when my mind is not calm.
Or I'm scared to say it unprepared to try it
I'm afraid to express myself when unprepared, but I won't be bothered by it this time.
But I can't comply this time I won't be bothered with you
I refuse to comply or be troubled by you.
I get down for all the ones who wake up
I empathize with those who wake up with an empty space where a dream could be.
With an empty space that a dream could take up
Despite that, I've decided not to get emotionally involved any longer for you.
But my mind's made up I won't get down any longer for you
My mind is made up, and I won't be emotionally invested in you any longer.
With my friends and to a party or alone don't need nobody
Whether with friends, at a party, or alone, I don't need anybody.
I went out to shake my body until I sweat you all out of me
I went out to dance and release all emotions until I've sweated you out of me.
Making room for all the things I want to
I am creating space for the things I desire.
And I use my broom to clean the mess confront it
I use my broom to confront and clean up the mess, so I can move closer to my aspirations.
So I can move closer to the place I've been longing to
I want to move closer to the place I've been longing to be.
Laying low because the cold had caught me
I'm keeping a low profile because I was affected by the cold.
In a slower mode and a good friend taught me
In a slower mode, a friend suggested it might be time to try something new.
That it might be time to go and try out something that's new
It's time to explore and experiment with something different.
I was more than tired I was needing the space
I was more than tired and needed space for myself.
I was near expired I was done with the chase
I was exhausted and done with the pursuit or chase.
And I was born and wired to go at my own pace
I was born and wired to go at my own pace.
So I go
So, I move forward at my own pace.
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