King of Fools - 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 naiveté 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 naiveté 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 naiveté 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 naiveté of youth?

Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?

I 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 naiveté of youth?

Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?

I believe