A gold lamé suit
Reminds me to block nicotine
I thought I had failed this
The situation is really sad
Maybe I wanted to try to stumble
She's afraid of the front camera
Don't let me bleed, I'm just a husband for the hour
I'm just a fool
Due to our poor
Communication
In the past
Mutation
In my veins
Mutation
In my heart
The fool
Pulling behavior but attracting the fool
The fool
Fools I do attract with my pull and my act
I Google her cover in Vogue like a fool
Highest card held by winners
She morphs into a beast
Smashing to pieces
Chainsaw draws us away
When the trap door gets stuck
I mean nothing and nothing
Reaping my benefits
I'm just a fool
Due to our poor
Communication
In the past
Flowers 15 - The Fool Lyrics
Flowers 15 - The Fool Lyrics
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English
A gold lamé suit
Reminds me to block nicotine
I thought I had failed this
The situation is really sad
Maybe I wanted to try to stumble
She's afraid of the front camera
Don't let me bleed, I'm just a husband for the hour
I'm just a fool
Due to our poor
Communication
In the past
Mutation
In my veins
Mutation
In my heart
The fool
Pulling behavior but attracting the fool
The fool
Fools I do attract with my pull and my act
I Google her cover in Vogue like a fool
Highest card held by winners
She morphs into a beast
Smashing to pieces
Chainsaw draws us away
When the trap door gets stuck
I mean nothing and nothing
Reaping my benefits
I'm just a fool
Due to our poor
Communication
In the past
Reminds me to block nicotine
I thought I had failed this
The situation is really sad
Maybe I wanted to try to stumble
She's afraid of the front camera
Don't let me bleed, I'm just a husband for the hour
I'm just a fool
Due to our poor
Communication
In the past
Mutation
In my veins
Mutation
In my heart
The fool
Pulling behavior but attracting the fool
The fool
Fools I do attract with my pull and my act
I Google her cover in Vogue like a fool
Highest card held by winners
She morphs into a beast
Smashing to pieces
Chainsaw draws us away
When the trap door gets stuck
I mean nothing and nothing
Reaping my benefits
I'm just a fool
Due to our poor
Communication
In the past
Writer: Vladislav Serezdinov
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