Lyrics

Hello, hello, hello, hello It's a motherfuckin' pleasure No pressure, but would you like to blow my mind And move too fast and plan our perfect lives together? Holy, holy, holy, holy, you mean to tell me, tell me, tell You're tough to love when you don't love yourself? Well Welcome to the family Welcome to the family Welcome to the family My less exciting features are packed inside my body They're crammed into the balcony, they're jamming up the lobby They're falling out the window You can see them crashing through the glass When I don't keep my lids closed as the director flicks his wrist The stagehand in the wing has got a silver chain he grips it When he lifts it opens up the velvet curtains of my lips Welcome to the family Welcome to the family Welcome to the family We're not looking to wish on a star (Star) We're no good at receiving the help (Help) Who the hell do you think that you are? (Are?) Tryna make me believe in myself You're like the sun in the summertime I know you are, but what am I? I don't really wanna sound like a lullaby But I think every family is a butterfly You know, pretty from afar, pretty gross up close Don't pity what we are, it's mostly unhideous And I'll be sitting in the bar with a beer So cheers, come toast me Get cozy since we're both lonely Why don't we leap and then go see What we become when it's done, it's done But I'm not looking below, so don't ghost me And it's seeming like we're in agreement That the demon that we're fighting isn't the exact same But if we're teaming up and carrying the weight together We can miss a bit of back pain And if you're into it then we can get up out the city In a minute in the fast lane Get hitched in a chapel in Vegas Maybe get rich, life is a craps game And I take my cue, from you On what you wanna do 'bout a last name It's not so bad to be a Watsky Welcome to the family Welcome to the family Welcome to the family Those fires in your attic that rage without permission Some days invade your living room or break out in the kitchen They breeze right through the building They just show up as they please And then retreat like grown up children How'd you like to split this L and Tell me what you've witnessed If the price of life is hell Well no one ever had to sell me on how nice a fire smells Welcome to the family Welcome to the family Welcome to the family And there's so much I've been silent on But I'll whisper every secret to you when this mic is gone And I know you'll listen (Listen) And I know it's different (Different) But it gives me peace our missing pieces could be siblings The rough nights ain't leaving, so why the hell should we? And I say Welcome to the family Welcome to the family Welcome to the family You deserve love (Welcome to the family) You deserve love (Welcome to the family) You deserve love (Welcome to the family) You deserve love You deserve love (Welcome to the family) You deserve love (Welcome to the family) You deserve love (Welcome to the family) You deserve love Is Chicago in this motherfucker?! Oh yeah, yeah you are Three cancelled tours Four years! A whole bunch of bullshit! There's some kinds who literally started high school, and finished high school, or started college, and finished college Between when we've last been on stage and when we got to finally come here and do this tour and now we are in this building are we not? Have you noticed that there are incredible musicians on this stage Chicago? Let's go around the horn and introduce them 'cause each one of them is a master of their craft Give it up for Max Miller-Loran on the keys and trumpet Pat Dimitri on the guitar! Show some love to Madden Klass on the drumset And repping Feed the Biirds, we got Camilla on the vocals! And Kush, motherfuckin' Mody on the bass and keys! So let's play some songs for y'all
Writer(s): George Watsky, Ryan Spraker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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