King of Fools Songtext
von Poets of the Fall

I worry that I can′t give you what you need
That you'll find nothing underneath the peel
That I can′t undo the times we disagreed
That I can't ignore the way I feel

'Cause what I feel is the only truth I know
And I get by on this naivete of youth

If what I feel is the only truth
And what I give out will make up what I′ll receive
Can I leave behind my naivete of youth?
Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?
I believe


Could you hold us up if I would drag us down?
Resurrect emotions from our past
And if they had a king for fools would you wear the crown?
Build us up again and make us last

′Cause what I feel is the only truth for me
And I get by on this naivete of youth

If what I feel is the only truth
And what I give out will make up what I'll receive
Can I still leave behind my naivete of youth?
Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?

And if we don′t worry about a thing
Will we be sorry when the rain is falling again?
And what does it matter if fortune should favor?
It is never the final amen


If what I feel is the only truth
And what I give out will make up what I'll receive
Can I leave behind my naivete of youth?
Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?
I believe