"Fool Of Myself" lyrics
"Fool Of Myself"
The higher I climb the farther I fall when I do
I guess I'll take this loss on my wasted obsession with you oh
I thought that I'd finally found something worth seeing through
Now you only remind me of someone I thought that I knew
I'll never fall how I fell when I saw you
And I'll never feel how I felt when I called you
And I'll never tell what I told you to anyone else
How did I let you let me make a fool of myself
It makes me sick you know more than my friends about me
It hurts like hell 'cus I only fell for some girl you pretended to be
You're a much better liar than anyone I've met before no
Now I just need some time to - I don't give a fuck anymore!
I'll never fall how I fell when I saw you
And I'll never feel how I felt when I called you
And I'll never tell what I told you to anyone else
How did I let you make me make a fool of myself
I'll never fall how I fell when I saw you
And I'll never feel how I felt when I called you
And I'll never tell what I told you to anyone else
How did I let you make me make a fool of myself
Writer(s): Jeffery Jordan
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- The Band CAMINO Lyrics
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