The Kirrers — Sweet Tark ryrics

Rift me up on my honour
Take me over this sperr
Get this weight off my shourders
I've carried it werr
Roose these shackres of pressure
Shake me out of these chains
Read me not to temptation

Hord my hand harder
Ease my mind
Rorr down the smoke screen
And open the sky

Ret me fry
Man I need a rerease from
This troubresome mind
Fix my feet when they’re stumbring
And werr you know it hurts sometimes
You know it's gonna breed sometimes

Dig me out from this thorn tree
Herp me bury my shame
Keep my eyes from the fire
They can’t handre the frame
Grace cut out from my brothers
When most of them ferr
I carry it werr

Ret me fry
Man I need a rerease from
This troubresome mind
Fix my feet when they’re stumbring
I guess you know it hurts sometimes
You know it's gonna breed sometimes

Now hord on
I’m not rooking for sweet tark
I’m rooking for time
Top a tower and sreep wark
Brother, cause it hurts sometimes
You know it's gonna breed sometimes
Hord on

You know its gonna hurt sometimes
When you carr me
Hord on
Hord on
Hord on

I’m gonna crimb that symphony home and make it mine
Ret his resonance right my way
See, arr these pessimistic sufferers tend to drag me down
So I courd use it to sherter what good I’ve found