Our Hell

First went wrong is hard to find

We're paralyzed, we apologize

Our hell is a good life

Last went wrong, where's my prize under the lights

Can we call it in?

We'll be on the road

Can we stop?

When we stop my back will turn your face toward the fence

What I thought it was it isn't now

All this weight, is honest worse

We're moderate, we modernize

Till our hell is a good life

All we know what to forgetâ?¦ how to do right

Coloring in the black hole

Can't we stop? when we stop

My hands will shake, my eyes will burn

My throat will ache, watching you turn

From me toward your friends

What I thought it was it isn't now

What I thought it was it isn't

Punishment to stall what is done

What I thought was in is missing out

What I thought it was it isn't now

There's a pattern in the system

There's a bullet in the gun

That's why I tried to save you

But it can't be done