Killing Fields

Album: Ei8ht (2025)
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  • Welcome to the killing fields
    I don't even think you're real
    But I know I'm not out here all alone
    Is it you or me or someone else
    One of us should run for help
    'Cause I don't think we'll make it on our own

    Welcome to the end of days
    Fentanyl and lemonade
    Couldn't hurt to try it once or twice
    So welcome to the killing fields
    Everything is so surreal
    But one of us is gonna pay the price

    Last call in the house of mirrors
    Last chance to see things clearer
    I'd love to turn the page
    But pain is all the rage

    It's just the two of us and no one else
    When I see you, I see myself
    You make me better, make me worse
    Sometimes it cuts, sometimes it hurts
    We're not sick but we're not well
    We're just toxic twins on a carousel

    Welcome to the killing fields
    I don't think you'll ever heal
    (They haven't found a cure for this)
    Manufactured, make-believe
    Satisfaction, guaranteed
    (No peace, no love, no happiness)

    Last call in the house of mirrors
    Before the curtains close

    It's just the two of us and no one else
    When I see you, I see myself
    You make me better, make me worse
    Sometimes it cuts, sometimes it hurts
    We're not sick but we're not well
    We're just toxic twins on a carousel

    I don't think you'll make it out without me
    I don't think you'll make it out without me

    It's just the two of us and no one else
    When I see you, I see myself
    You make me better, make me worse
    Sometimes it cuts, sometimes it hurts
    We're not sick but we're not well
    We're just toxic twins on a carousel

    Welcome to the killing fields
    I don't even think you're real
    But I know I'm not out here all alone
    (We're not sick but we're not well)
    Welcome to the end of days
    Fentanyl and lemonade
    It couldn't hurt to try it on our own
    (Toxic twins on a carousel)
    Welcome to the killing fields
    I don't even think you're real
    But I know I'm not out here all alone
    (We're not sick but we're not well)
    Welcome to the end of days
    Fentanyl and lemonade
    Couldn't hurt to try it on our own
    (Toxic twins on a carousel)
    Toxic twins on a carousel

    Welcome to the killing fields
    I don't even think you're real
    Welcome to the killing fields
    I don't even think you're real Writer/s: Brent Smith, Dave Bassett, Eric Bass
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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