Guns Up! - Foolin' Who lyrics

LOOKIN DOWN, through a page of faces and names BURN EM' I'll waste my fumes, a false rise to fame. When you're all alone, do you think about who you fool? It's all me, kid. But now, whos foolin' who? Never thought itd come back on you, but people like you, who roll down hill. Chances got all, but yourself. Your little world is nothing, but you. And you transfer this to everyone else. Put up a fight, but hard to keep up. Nothings close to real. This worlds about to clean up. Foolin' who? THIS IS WHERE IT ENDS. Faces, empty, are comein' back. THIS IS WHERE IT ENDS. Your rise to fame is only paperthin.