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First went wrong is hard to find
Were paralyzed, we apologize
Our hell is a good life
Last went wrong, wheres my prize under the lights
Can we call it in?
Well 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 isnt now
All this weight, is honest worse
Were 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
Cant 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 isnt now
What I thought it was it isnt
Punishment to stall what is done
What I thought was in is missing out
What I thought it was it isnt now
Theres a pattern in the system
Theres a bullet in the gun
Thats why I tried to save you
But it cant be done