My pain is self-chosen
At least, so the prophet says
I could either burn
Or cut off my pride, and buy some time
A handful of lies is the weight tied to my waist
The River of Deceit pulls down
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
My pain is self-chosen
At least I believe it to be
I could either drown
Or pull off my skin and swim to shore
Now I can grow a beautiful shell for all to see
The River of Deceit pulls down
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
The pain is self-chosen, yeah
Our pain is self-chosen
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