Choose To Choose - The Black Angels

You wake up and drop your head

You think you’re already dead

You might as well be dead

The grass grows green on the outside

You say nothing ever goes right

Well, nothing seems to go right

You choose to lose

Satan sits on your soul

You dig yourself a deeper hole

You keep on digging that hole

But five minutes with you

I can see a different view

Reflections in your eyes

The fire still burns bright

Through and through and then you

You wake up and run from the zoo

You find yourself a different you

You find yourself brand new

So choose to choose

And five minutes with you

I can see a different view

Reflected in your eyes

The fire burning bright

Through and through and then you