Welcome To Hell - Sum 41

Written by：Deryck Whibley

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 what's 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