Was there a choice, or was it all meant to be?
The cake was already baked.
I just put the cherry and owned it all with glee.
Circumstances and events and all situations tailor-made.
I just put the suit on and looked fancy.
Was there a choice, or was it all meant to be?
Doings and undoings, all fell in place.
The just and unjust, both lost their plea.
With precision and timing it seems 'destined'.
Out of my hands, still planned perfectly.
Was there a choice, or was it all meant to be?
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