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Make A Choice

 

Make A Choice


Writing the papers, waiting, patient pushing back the lever
I heard an ancient voice inside my head, a wounded griever
Pop a pain reliever, swallow the joy, it's a pain conceiver
Wait and see the world, and all its painted trees, and make believe, I'm
Sick to death, this isn't candy, it's blood on my breath, out of my depth
Wishing to locate a brother I promised protecting, but lacking the strength
Now I'm an out cast, surrounded by faces without past
There's memories trapped in my brain and we're living a lie that we can't last

You make a choice to be
You make a choice
You make a choice to be
You make a choice to be happy

Cheer up everyone, the doctor's in
Want advice to survive? Happy to
Want to thrive? Then just do as the happy do
Don a mask, never ask, and throw back a few
Drugs, you'll be snug as a bug with the happy few
See you clocking my sinister style
I'm the doc who administers smiles
Just a drop and you're grinning a mile
Irresistible tipple, the trip'll beguile
Just forget all the memories you had
Rest assured they were terribly bad
Remembering's sad, you'd have to be mad
Just let yourself melt and be savagely glad

I remember tanks, I remember bullets and the people that were hanged
I remember parents who were clinging to their children, begging Germans not to drag away their bodies to the camps
I remember, I remember too much
Feeling like an addict to this drug is not enough
No longer act tough
Hit another joy, it's lovely stuff
Say hello to my neighbour, hi!
Feeling great till the day I die
Wear a smile, wipe your eyes
It's great to get high off your own supply

You make a choice to be
You make a choice
You make a choice to be
You make a choice to be happy
You make a choice to be
You make a choice
You make a choice to be
You make a choice to be happy

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