Letra de la canción 'CHOICES' de 'PRYMARY'

Am I the product of another's wickedness?
Am I the sum of all my crimes?
Am I a statistic in god's plan?
Am I the child with a secret?

Here in that white room
Strapped to the bed
My efforts to end this life
Was all for nothing in the end
In a remorseful state of guilt
My love came back to me
Only to find his words
Were sharp enough to kill

There I was naked and standing revealed
As I’m looking for my father’s outreaching hand
I felt all the love and I saw all the light
But it wasn't my time and he cast me from sight

Why was I made to suffer?
What point could any of that serve?
Where was the love and kindness
When I needed it the most?
They say you’ve got to have some blind faith
It's all a part of the master plan
But take that fucked up idealism
And shove it up your ass

Am I the product of another's wickedness?
Am I the sum of all my crimes?
Am I a statistic of god's plan?
Am I the child with a secret?

It all leads here
To this point in my life
I'm under observation
By the doctor's eye
A path is still before me
A fork before my eyes
But which one should I choose
Between the darkness and the light

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