人生に素直になるように

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

開場的鋼琴聲有一種特別的味道。
當Emily Haines開口唱出我們的地獄，真的讓人走到那個萬劫不復裡去。

她的聲音極像No 5。讓我想起我與Chanel No 5的地獄。
我喜歡它的味道。心裡總想著要買一瓶回來。
但一週過去，兩個月過去，半年過去，依然我們各自在原地。
其實心裡的確定絲毫沒有改變，我還是喜歡它想念它。只不過我們還是有一樣的距離。
是因為太確定所以擁不擁有都一樣嗎，
亦或太喜歡所以為自己已經擁有了嗎，
還是那種無可動搖的喜歡，讓擁不擁有變得不重要？

地獄啊，
也許不是一個壞地方，
只是會讓人傻了，混淆真正該有的作為罷了。