Pick Your Poison

(La,la,la)

Step inside the velvet lie,

Sip the truth and watch it die,

Every cure comes dressed in sin—

Tell me where you’d like to begin.

You can wear the crown they cast,

Watch the future eat your past,

Hold the smile with steady hands

While the whole world understands.

You can pray to hollow praise,

Trade your breath for brighter days,

Build a throne from borrowed skin—

Still feel everything within.

Every road is dressed in gold,

Every person young or old

Every story ends the same

They only have themselves to blame…

So pick your poison, take your seat,

Every spotlight’s bittersweet,

Every promise hides a knife

Dipped in something close to life.

Drink it down or turn away—

Either choice is here to stay,

There’s no healing what you’ve chosen,

Fame or freedom, pick your poison.

You can chase a louder name,

Call it power, call it fame,

Bind your wounds in satin thread

Till you’re shining where you bled.

You can swear the cost is done

While you chase another one,

Say the silence feels like rest

While it’s rotting in your chest.

So pick your poison, take your seat,

Every spotlight’s bittersweet,

Every promise hides a knife

Dipped in something close to life.

Drink it down or turn away—

Either choice is here to stay,

There’s no healing what you’ve chosen,

Fame or freedom, pick your poison.

[guitar and vocal] (la la la)

So pick your poison, name your price,

Every dream demands a vice,

Every halo starts to slip

When it’s resting on your lips.

Call it mercy, call it art—

Either way it pulls apart,

There’s no purity in closure,

Only which regret you shoulder.

It’s a chalice carved from bone,

Every name already known,

Every vow a velvet chain

Dipped in holy, silver fame.

Every blessing splits in two—

One for them and one for you.

Every light you try to use

Becomes the thing that buries you.

No safe hands to pass it through,

Every path comes back to you.

Sweet applause or lonely view—

Either way… it’ll poison you.

(La, la, la)