If you could see inside my head You would know the feeling of regret If you could be me for one day You would probably try to run away If you could live inside my head You'd see I'm barely hanging on by a thread If you could find your way inside You'd have to find a way to stay alive Welcome to the-, welcome to the show (come show me in) Welcome to the show If you could feel the way I do When anxiety is coming for you Then you would know just what it's like To be in between death and life See, there's a place inside my mind Where I go to be alone sometimes And there's a voice inside my head That tells me that I'd be better off dead (You'd be better off dead, you should be dead) Welcome to the show (come show me in) Welcome to the show Welcome to the show (come show me in) So, welcome to the show Welcome to the show (Welcome to the show) I should take a couple steps back and give myself a minute Think about what the voices said and what they really didn't There's a reason that they hate me, a reason that they need me There's a reason to enslave me and a reason to defeat me All the things about the past and now they throw it in my face And now they constantly remind me, I am nothing but a waste A waste of time, a waste of talent, a chemical imbalance They're the reason that the show rolls on Welcome to the show (come show me in, I should take a couple steps back and give myself a minute) (Think about what the voices said and what they really didn't) Welcome to the show (there's a reason that they hate me, a reason that they need me) (There's a reason to enslave me and a reason to defeat me) Welcome to the show (all the things about the past and now they throw it in my face) (And now they constantly remind me, I am nothing but a waste) Welcome to the show (a waste of time, a waste of talent, a chemical imbalance) (They're the reason that the show rolls on) Welcome to the-, welcome to the show
Es como el dicho que aquel niño que no recibe el calor de su pueblo, hara que todos ardan en llamas. O algo asi iva el dicho que escuche en referencia a un niño pobre que todos le davan la espalda hasta que crecio se convirtio en un delincuente de temer mucho.
Esta canción la interpeto como la historia de Steve, sobre cómo fue alienado por su propia especie y dejado a su suerte en un lugar desconocido, pero donde afortunadamente se sintió bienvenido al encontrar a personas que lo aceptaron pese a dar "vibras raras". Sin embargo, su tono oscuro y melancólico lo siento más de parte de Cesare, como si estuviera siendo contado desde su punto de vista en forma de mofa, relacionando su exhilio con un asesinato y diciendo que encontró amigos en "lugares bajos", llamándolos "sin rostro", expresando que para él los humanos son inferiores.
