Sum 41. Welcome To Hell. Zeneszám

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Don't come to me with you're problems
I don't need them
You're conscience is a weight that I won't hold
You'd rather be
The only one who breaks us
Is it cause you've been a bored asshole
So you

Don't ask me questions
Cause I don't got the answers
If you only knew what time would tell
It's all a test
The lessons that you can learn
You'll know when you spend you're time in hell

So watch you're bloods running thin
You're times running out
No one will be listening
Not even when you shout
When you're angels turn to devils
You'll finally figure out
That no one will be with you in the end

A hypocrite
You're just a contradiction
Wrapped up in you're life who knows whats real
Well this is it
You're lowly life of fiction
Do you even know how to feel?

So watch you're bloods running thin
You're times running out
No one will be listening not even when you shout
When you're angels turn to devils
You'll finally figure out
That no one will be with you in the end

So watch you're bloods running thin
You're times running out
No one will be listening
Not even when you shout
When you're angels turn to devils
you'll finally figure out
That no one will be with you in the end

The end!
The end!
The end!
The end!