| Song | Our Hell |
| Artist | Emily Haines |
| Album | Knives Don’t Have Your Back |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Haines | |
| 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 |
| zuo qu : Haines | |
| 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 |
| zuò qǔ : Haines | |
| 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 |