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Sweet talk - The Killers

Lift me up on my honor
take me over this spell
get this weight of my shoulder
I´ve carried it well
Loose this shackles of pressure
shake me out of these chains
lead me not to temptation

Hold my hand harder
Ease my mind
Roll down the smoke-screen
Open the sky

Let me fly
man I need a release from these troublesome mind (troubles of mine?)
Fix my feet when they´re stumblin´
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
race cried out for my brothers
but most of them failed
I carried it well

let me fly
man I need a release from these troublesome mind (troubles of mine?)
fix my feet when they´re stumblin´
I guess you know it hurts sometimes
you know it´s gonna bleed sometimes
hold on

you know it´s gonna hurt sometimes
when you call on me, hold on

hold on
hold on

I´m gonna fly that symphony home and make it mine
let his resonance light my way
see all these pessimistic sufferers
tend to drag me down
so I could use it to shelter what good I´ve found

Annons

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maj 2010