Sweetness Like A Weapon (feat. The Weekend)

[Verse 1] Softer than a falling shadow Walking through a room of glass Every movement calculated Knowing that the light won't last A delicate design on paper Tearing at the quiet seams Breathing in the sterile vapor Living inside frozen dreams [Pre-Chorus] Holding back the heavy iron Swinging with a velvet touch Never thought that being silent Could ever hurt this much [Chorus] Sweetness like a weapon shining bright Cutting through the shadows of the white Hold me close and let the pressure drop A masterpiece that never has to stop Sweetness like a weapon in the cold Looking at the story being told [Male Verse] Yo! Ice beneath the polished surface Walking on a faultless line Every word a calculation Every move a grand design You think you've got the edge until you slip Poison sitting softly on your lip Cold air in an empty room Dancing right into the gloom [Chorus] Sweetness like a weapon shining bright Cutting through the shadows of the white Hold me close and let the pressure drop A masterpiece that never has to stop Sweetness like a weapon in the cold Looking at the story being told [Bridge] (A quiet fracture...) (In the glass...) (Nothing left to hold...) (Let it pass...) [Outro]