Welcome in
To a house so inviting
Topped up emotions with sedatives
Hit that old familiar taste
She cannot be saved
With her insides burning
Welcome in
Seems so inviting, you can't stop shaking
Well, in the end
Fake product of a fantasy (fantasy)
Excuse the inept heart attack
Cradled the floor until she'd take him back
To keep him
In our thoughts
When I'm tired
Soft pause
Then try harder to break surface
Peer pressure from no fault
But no conscience can resist
Welcome in
Seems so inviting, you can't stop shaking
Well, in the end
Fake product of a fantasy
There's no point in trying (throw stones to excuses as far as sight shows)
No harm in trying (see this rabbit be ripped from it's hole)
Why am I trying (help me, help me, help me)
What a way to end the night (with no cure in sight)
