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My pain is self-chosen
At least, so The Prophet says
I could either burn
Or cut off my pride and buy some roe
A box full of flies is the weight, tied to my waist
The River of Deceit pulls down, oh oh
The only direction we cast is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down (x2)
My pain is self-chosen
At least I believe it to be
I could either drown
Or pull off my skin and wade to shore
Now I can grow a beautiful shell for all to see
The River of Deceit pulls down, yeah
The only direction we cast is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down (x2)
The pain is self-chosen, yeah
Our pain is self-chosen
Layne was a genius.
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One of the best album of the 90s. Nice.
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