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My pain... is self-chosen
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At least so the prophet says
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I could either burn
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Or cut off my pride and buy some time
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A head full of lies is the weight
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Tied to my waist
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The river of deceit pulls down, oh
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The only direction we flow is down
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Down, oh down
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Down, oh down
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Down, oh down
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Down, oh down
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My pain... is self-chosen
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At least I believe it to be
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I could either drown
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Or pull off my skin and swim to shore
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Now I can grow a beautiful
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Shell for all to see
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The river of deceit pulls down, yeah
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The only direction we flow is down
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Down, oh down
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Down, oh down
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Down, oh down
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Down, oh down
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The pain is self-chosen, yeah
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Our pain is self-chosen
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Down, oh down
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Down, oh down
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Down, oh down
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Down, oh down
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_____________________
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Name River Of Deceit
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Artist Mad Season
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Album Above
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