The Heart of a Fool - Aking

It’s quite hard to let parts of yourself go

It’s quite easy spilling your guts all over the bathroom stall

Every now and again every now and then

I can greet your ghostly gaze without flinching

The heart of the fool lives inside of his mouth

The fear of separation’s all that unites us

What you pay for your live never costs that much

It’s quite hard letting parts of yourself go

It’s quite easy spilling your guts inside the confessional

I know my language has always been my limit

And this slurred speech is my own

The heart of the fool lives inside of his mouth

With the fear of separation

Not a clear conscience

Not a dry seat in the house