Choice (4:20)

It’s your choice
To come around
Round, round, round, round
It’s your choice

From the scraps of some fantasy
Death comes to me in a
Three second scene

These four arms around me
They like to tell me lies
They like to send me selfish
Not one to save me
Well should I be surprised?
Why am I so surprised?

It’s your choice
To come around
Round, round, round, round

It’s your choice
To come around
Round, round, round, round

In exchange for my life eternal
You’ve given me your black heart
The one without eyes
The one I’ll break apart

Don’t you remember what I told you
When I told you that I loved you?
Believe me

Behind the guise of the suburban sky
Is a kind thing
Then I turn on my radio
And curse the voice that’s screaming so
I try to find my way back home
But something, something
Oh, oh, oh
Won’t let me go

It’s your choice
To come around
Round, round, round, round
It’s your choice

It’s your choice

It’s your choice