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I put everything in order

Place all the things I care for first

Did somebody teach me to do this?

Or was it me who chose?

Is it first because I love it?

Do I keep it because I need it?

Yet it stays in the same place each day

I thought all along I was the one deciding

But maybe I was chosen first

A ruler sleeping deep inside me

Answers before I can

Why do I keep on making choices?

Do I really need to?

Is it just what I like?

Or the way OH YEAH I feel?

Yet somehow the choice stays the same!

It's strange, no matter what I choose to change

The choice I make first

And the choice I leave behind

Are always the same

Why is that? I don't know, somehow

Even that simple answer

Was it decided somewhere?

If everything looked the same from there

How would I know what to pick?

If I quit looking at everyone else

What I like?

Why do I keep things like this?

Do I even have to?

Is it just what I happen to like?

Or just the way OH YEAH I feel?

Still somehow, my feed keeps looking the same

It's weird, even when I don't think twice

The thing I like first

The thing I swipe right past

I always end up right where I started

Why's that? I don't know... just 'cause

Even something that simple

Did I pick that too?

The thing I picked first

Is still sitting there today

Maybe I don't need the answer

Maybe I just need to stop

For one second

Before I call it my choice

Did I pick the feed, I have to wonder

Or did it just pick me?