The choice is on me, the choice is on me Bleeding, dying every night inside Too stubborn to surrender, too stubborn to die Got no choice but to survive Yet You call me, beckon me I remain deaf to Your cries Clinging to my lies like a lullaby at night Soothing me to sleep, I lie In my cradle of death Not wanting to survive I hear Your cry I hear You calling me I can’t survive These streets keep calling me I fear loss of my freedom The only route I’ve known Nowhere to call home Yet I die Like the rest that fly high No one around me but the forgotten that roam with me Yet I die, I die inside No one to hear me No one but You, Lord My granny taught me about You But I hate You for what You did My sister tell me it’s not You but him Choices. Choices. Choices. Surrounding me. Mama choices. Daddy choices. Brother choices. My choices. Drowning in free will Dying for my own Yet His will Is the only one I don’t understand Sister cries for me Tells me I can start again Live again But how do I get out these choices? I don’t know I drown in my lies In the death cradle at night Where’s my pipe Choices, choices Where’s my pipe So tired Just gonna close my eyes Choices. Choices. Uh oh, I woke up again Another day to live in this hell Here come the pigs Got me again Tired Left and forgotten Maybe sister was right Damn these choices Preacher man tell me there’s hope for life Pastor tell me what my sister been crying Maybe He isn’t the bad guy Maybe it’s our choices Maybe I listen while I ride my time Maybe I finally go to rehab Like my sister wants Choices. Choices. Been 23 months behind these bars Feeling good about my choices Sister proud of me Bought me clothes and shit Dropped me off at rehab Warned me Didn’t listen Too stubborn for my choices Choices. Choices. Mind racing Heart racing Them cries calling me back to the streets Didn’t call sister Didn’t reach out Chasing a girl that ain’t no good for me Like the addict I am, gotta have it She say she don’t want me I’ll show her Take these drugs Tell her goodbye Choices. Choices. She won’t respond Oh shit I can’t breathe What have I done Choices. Choices. Baby sister I’m sorry You warned me Prayed for me At least I can see my hero My brother Thank you for praying, sissy I made it after all Heaven is nice, sissy I’m sorry for my choices Free will felt like freedom But it was just a cage I blamed the hand that dealt me But I was holding spades I cursed the One who loved me While I dug my grave Now I see It was my choices I made

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