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 head full of lies is the weight, tied to my waist      The River of Deceit pulls down, oh oh   The only direction we flow is down   Down, oh down   Down, oh down   Down, oh 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, yeah   The only direction we flow is down   Down, oh down   Down, oh down   Down, oh down   Down, oh down      The pain is self-chosen, yeah   Our pain is self-chosen