River Of Deceit - Live at The Moore

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, all down
 Down, all down
 Down, all down
 Down, all 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, all down
 Down, all down
 Down, all down
 Down, all down
 The pain is self-chosen, yeah
 Our pain is self-chosen
 Down, all down
 Down, all down
 Down, all down
 Down, all down