Tom: D
[Intro] G D Em
G D Em
G D Em
F C G
F G F G
F G F G
F G F G
My pain is self-chosen
F G F G F
At least, so the prophet says
G F
I could either burn
G F
Or cut off my pride and buy some time
G F
A head full of lies is the weight, tied to
G C G
My waist
C G C G
The river of deceit pulls down, oh oh
C G
The only direction we flow is down
F G
Down, oh down
F G
Down, oh down
F G
Down, oh down
F G
Down, oh down
( F G F G )
( F G F G )
F G F G
My pain is self-chosen
F G F G F
At least I believe it to be
G F
I could either drown
G F
Or pull off my skin and swim to shore
G F
Now I can grow a beautiful shell for all to
G C G
See
C G C G
The river of deceit pulls down, yeah
C G
The only direction we flow is down
F G
Down, oh down
F G
Down, oh down
F G
Down, oh down
F G
Down, oh down
( F G )
F G F G
The pain is self-chosen, yeah
F G
Our pain is self-chosen
F G
Down, oh down
F G
Down, oh down
F G
Down, oh down
F G
Down, oh down
