with them and welcome to hurt, welcome to fear It's better now that everybody's here Yeah welcome to life (Oh oh oh oh [x3]) Oh And welcome to life Here
And I?d see the dark and laugh in it?s face And I pray Wherever you are That this is the night And this is the girl that I?ll love all my life And
Lets take it back to high school gym class Written on her backpack Jack loves Jill It's hard to think about that now We were so proud And high school
with them and welcome to hurt, welcome to fear It's better now that everybody's here Yeah welcome to life (Oh oh oh oh [x3]) Oh And welcome to life
And I miss the way we lived in our dreams When trust had meaning When we were young and we were proud of this When we defined ourselves by our screams Cause life
his room And watch 'em spin into the wind above his bed Singing "Take me down this road I'm on It's late and I don't wanna go alone. Take me down this
have to leave tonight I've just got to hold on tight For one hell of a ride And we lost it all just now To the nights that left you out So we'll let this go
Killa) back to bust Just us for the justice, in God we trust I rush truth to the youth, and shine the light Take the red pill, open up your eyes to life
left a void in me you can't keep runnin' in and out of my life said my mic aight pump your radio you could record as they place my welcome mat at the
* appeared on promo (radio) copies of "uncontrolled substance" {evil laughter} {sounds of sword fight} "words don't help you" (x4
man that walk out of your life You don't need 'em, don't be no heater Long as I'm still breathin, not leavin for no reason See them come and go, one switch
I ain't here for your pleasin', so put that shit on hold Just keep your mouth shut and get me to the hotel And turn the radio up while I finish this L Welcome
parade And it proudly lets old glory wave It's rodeos and county fairs All Farris wheels and canned up pears It'll let you go just to welcome you back
the top of the globe You better turn the radio up (Live to the music) A fresh crib or a humble abode You better turn the radio up (Live to the music)
beat on the radio Dreamin 'bout the mic and the money and the ladies Oh mom, i promise im gonna be large Someday im gonna stop tryin to borrow your car Gonna go
Men," She'd say, "you're the cat's meow" Then we'd wow the crowd again When she'd go... I'd go... We'd go... And then those ding-dong daddies started
Kill pop, kill Welcome to the show everyone Let go, kill your mind have some drugs I don't give a fuck where you from As long as you get high Wake up
