Cozy in this home, burnt up swollen pains  Fear is on the plate but you can't recognize the danger that you've gotten yourself in  Do as I'm told not for long  But on the mattress, I had a good time  I can't remember she wore the same brands as everyone else  That's why I don't mind if she deciphers the lines  Welcome to the despair, this is my trophy room  And fear is on the plate but you can't recognize the anger as it builds beneath the skin  Cause it's fucking mine  But on the mattress, I had a good time  I can't remember, the wore the same brands as everyone else  That's why I don't mind, if she deciphers the lines  I guess it's alright to be scared because fear has a funny way of killing me slowly but  I know you too well, to expect the truth wouldn't fall apart  I might as well lie to myself, on top of my fucking lungs, my fucking lungs  Tear to pieces everything you've ever known bout this world  Your preconceived notions conceited emotions will never see the light of day and  Of all the things we're distanced from, who'd of thought it'd be ourselves  We're hypnotized, well look outside we'll never be the same again.