Killers (The)

Sweet Talk
Lift me up on my honour Take me over this spell Get this weight of my shoulder I carried it well loose these shackles of pressure Shake me out of these chains Lead me not to temptation Hold my hand harder ease my mind Roll down the smokescreen and open the sky let me fly then I need a release from these troubles of mine fix my feet when they're stumbling And well you know it hurts sometimes you know it's gonna bleed sometimes Dig me out from this thorn tree Help me bury my shame Keep my eyes from the fire they can't handle the flame they've cut out from my brothers when most of them fail Letras de cancionesI carried it well let me fly then I need a release from these troubles of mine fix my feet when they're stumbling I guess you know it hurts sometimes you know it's gonna bleed sometimes now hold on I'm not looking for sweet talk I'm looking for time time for towering sweet folk all because it hurts sometimes you know it's gonna bleed sometimes hold on you know it's gonna hurt sometimes when you call me Hold on, Hold on, Hold on I'm gonna climb that symphony home And make it mine And this pleasure is mine mark my way see all these pessimistic sufferers tend to drag me down so I could use it to shelter what good I've found From Letras Mania