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Performed By: Hold Fast Hope
Length: 6:13
Written by: Daniel LeBrun, Djavan Deane




Hold Fast Hope - Talk Lyrics




The way we are
Is what I dreamed we'd be
Holding on so tight to
Loving formalities
I'm not my father's seed
I need your faith in me again, i swear that
I'm not the man that I grew up with
So hang on, before your wings spread out too far
And we're gone

I guess it's just the brand
And it comes from my old man
Buried deep are seeds of him
Just let it wash away

Keeping us, is a fight worth fighting for
Cutting the strings that tie me back, to him
So stay, these hands
That will pick you up off the floor
It's just a name, you'll see i'm not my father's son

I guess it's just the brand
But I'm doing the best I can
I know I'm nothing like him
Just let it wash away

The way we were, back and forth
Between grinding teeth and nicotine
Over and over again
The words just started to blend in my head
Mend these seams that I was sewn with
Torn apart over the years by his hands
We're better off this way
Why don't you talk to me

Talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me
Why don't you talk to me
I wish you would start
Because I'm never ever letting you go
Take a piece of heart
And let it show
So talk to me
Just you and me

Talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me
Why don't you talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me
Why don't you talk to me

So set down your bags
And sit on the couch we're not done
Not for me
Because it feels like I died a million times
But I stayed for you
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The way we are
Is what I dreamed we'd be
Holding on so tight to
Loving formalities
I'm not my father's seed
I need your faith in me again, i swear that
I'm not the man that I grew up with
So hang on, before your wings spread out too far
And we're gone

I guess it's just the brand
And it comes from my old man
Buried deep are seeds of him
Just let it wash away

Keeping us, is a fight worth fighting for
Cutting the strings that tie me back, to him
So stay, these hands
That will pick you up off the floor
It's just a name, you'll see i'm not my father's son

I guess it's just the brand
But I'm doing the best I can
I know I'm nothing like him
Just let it wash away

The way we were, back and forth
Between grinding teeth and nicotine
Over and over again
The words just started to blend in my head
Mend these seams that I was sewn with
Torn apart over the years by his hands
We're better off this way
Why don't you talk to me

Talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me
Why don't you talk to me
I wish you would start
Because I'm never ever letting you go
Take a piece of heart
And let it show
So talk to me
Just you and me

Talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me
Why don't you talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me
Why don't you talk to me

So set down your bags
And sit on the couch we're not done
Not for me
Because it feels like I died a million times
But I stayed for you
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Writer: Daniel LeBrun, Djavan Deane
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid


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