Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fall Back Fools , by - Taylor Bennett. Song from the album Broad Shoulders, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.01.2016
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Fall Back Fools |
| Times like these afternoons |
| We find ourselves in two |
| Blinding lights and jewels might make us some fools |
| But I’m falling back for you |
| Don’t hold me back |
| Hold me down, don’t stop me |
| Don’t worry about it |
| You would ask for it, so I got you |
| I’mma' hold you down, not have your back |
| That’s hostage |
| I ain’t never wanna be no baller |
| I ain’t never really been so heartless |
| I ain’t never felt like I’m garbage |
| I stuggle to keep my conscious |
| Astray from demons and goblins |
| A ways from hustling and robbing |
| Oh, mobbing and causing problems |
| My issues is not your problems |
| And you’re not here to solve them |
| It hurts me to be so honest |
| Times like these afternoons |
| We find ourselves in two |
| Blinding lights and jewels might make us some fools |
| But I’m falling back for you |
| «Don't take me here, don’t give me that» |
| And you bought it |
| «Thanks so much, This too much» |
| But you got it |
| «This ain’t us, this ain’t love» |
| Is what my heart say |
| «Can't keep up, I give up» |
| Cause that shit pointless |
| Girl, you really want everything |
| Boy, you think you know everything |
| You really only want Johnny Bling To call your name |
| He got your chain |
| You hardly change |
| Protect your claim, huh |
| So you grow up and realize that I’m into real guys |
| I don’t think you realize that I’m into real guys |
| I don’t think you realize that I’m into real girls |
| And I hate the fake pearls, I hate the big house |
| I hate the fast cars, I hate the spotlight |
| I hate to walk right, I hate to sit up |
| I hate to get up |
| Who’s world’s your world |
| If it’s too fake to live in, so give up |
| Girl you really want everything |
| Girl you think you know everything |
| You really only want wedding rings |
| You called it off. |
| You called a bluff |
| It’s all the rush and I’ll remain stuck |
| Still love you my Lois Lane, Kryptonite |
| Fill my veins with joy and pain |
| Cause it’s all the same stuff |
| And it’s all the same bluff |
| Times like these afternoons |
| We find ourselves in two |
| Blinding lights and jewels might make us some fools |
| But I’m falling back for you |
| Times like these afternoons |
| We find ourselves in two |
| Blinding lights and jewels might make us some fools |
| But I’m falling back for you |