Sweet Talk

Lift me up on my honor Take me over this spell Get this weight of my shoulder I've carried it well Lose 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 snowing 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 I carried it well Let me fly then I need a release From these troubles of mine Fix my feet when they're snowing 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 come with that symphony home And make it mine, and this pleasure is mine, mark my way See all these pestilence pills, expert on pills came to drag me down So I could use this to shelter what could I've found