Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Talk

Lift me up on my
Take me this spell
Get this weight of my
I've it well

Lose these of pressure
Shake me out of these
Lead me not to
Hold my harder

Ease my
Roll the smokescreen
And the sky

Let me fly then I need a
From these of mine
Fix my feet they're stumbling
And well, you know it hurts
You know it's gonna bleed

Dig me out this thorn tree
me bury my shame
Keep my eyes the fire
They handle the flame

cut out from my brothers
When of them fail
I carried it

Let me fly then I a release
From these of mine
Fix my feet when they're
I you know it hurts sometimes
You know it's gonna bleed

Now hold on, I'm not for sweet talk
I'm looking for time, time for towering folk
All because it sometimes
You know it's gonna sometimes, hold on

You know it's gonna hurt
When you me
Hold on, on, hold on

I'm gonna come with that symphony
And it mine, and this pleasure is mine, mark my way
See all these pestilence pills, expert on pills came to me down
So I use this to shelter what could I've found