Fool کے بول

I'm feeling restless and I don't know why Feels like time is standing still So many people and I'm feelin' shy I would with pleasure pass away (no one can complain) I don't care it is a saturday I'll spend rest of day at home Won't go home and spoil another day This is my chance to be not me CHORUS: I got a feeling that I'm breaking and my hands are shaking My heart is bumping and I'm trying to relax or something (Feeling low/waisting my time) I feel like stone when someone talks to me Can't get a word out of my mouth It is bad habit it will always be I would with pleasure pass away Slipping in corners like I've made something Which has made me feel so small I know I haven't got that dignity This is my chance to be not me CHORUS