Welcome to the room of peopleWho have rooms of people that they loved one dayDocked awayJust because we check the guns at the doorDoesn't mean our brains will change from hand grenades
You'll never know the psychopath sitting next to youYou'll never know the murderer sitting next to youYou'll think, How'd I get here, sitting next to you?But after all I've saidPlease don't forget
All my friends are heathens Take it slowWait for them to ask you who you knowPlease don't make any sudden movesYou don't know the half of the abuse
We don't deal with outsiders very wellThey say newcomers have a certain smellYou have trust issues, not to mentionThey say they can smell your intentions
You'll never know the freakshow sitting next to youYou'll have some weird people sitting next to youYou'll think, How did I get here, sitting next to you?But after all I've saidPlease don't forget
All my friends are heathens Take it slowWait for them to ask you who you knowPlease don't make any sudden movesYou don't know the half of the abuse
All my friends are heathens Take it slow
Wait for them to ask you who you know
Please, all my friends are heathens Take it slow
Wait for them to ask you who you know
Why'd you come, you knew you should have stayedI tried to warn you just to stay awayAnd now they're outside ready to bustIt looks like you might be one of us
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