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 forget... 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