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 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