F.O.O.L. - Throne lyrics

So as we look to where What might have been If we didn't let the smoke come in We see the critics sit And laugh their voices thin And they're all singing Look at those souls Look at those souls With no dreams to call their own Judge me from the liars chair Made from the highest grade You underweighed And I'll derail my train of thought Destroying tracks laid on my tongue So as we look to where What might have been If we didn't let the smoke come in We'll need the space to think --this smoke is way too thick And they're still singing Look at those souls Look at those souls With no dreams to call their own Judge me from the liars chair Made from the highest grade You underweighed And I'll derail my train of thought Destroying tracks laid on my tongue For now we'll leave the problems Where they belong Unspoken of and undone Let it take away the part That makes you care And feed the part I wouldn't dare For now we'll leave the problems Where they belong Unspoken of and undone Let it take away the part That makes you care And feed the part I wouldn't dare The things we need to say Will always sound better in our heads The things we need to say Will always sound better in our heads But it's never too late --we are the humbled souls With no dreams to call our own We are the humbled souls With no dreams to call our own We are the humbled souls With no dreams to call our own We are the humbled souls With no dreams to call our own