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