Parade Of Choosers

There's trouble in the way you stake this out 
It's evil by design that has us falling, stalling through 
If I could find a way to betray you and them.
Watching all these ones by twos 
All clad in sequined nooses 
Our parade of choosers, but we're so damned elegant today 
It's terrible the way you'd make this out Destruction in the signs that have us
falling, crawling through 
If I could find a way to betray you and them.