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  1. Poor Choices

From the recording Shape

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Poor Choices
by Jester Syndrome

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Lyrics

Driving my car
Night in the city
The streets are empty.
The air is thick.

I thought I saw you
Oh, that’s a pity
Just for a moment
felt like a week.

I hit the breaks
My head is spinning.
Is that the ending
or the beginning?

I scream your name
You hardly breathing
Into my arms
I think you ‘re leaving.

Sweet smell of youth
You’re in your glory
I know, poor choices
make rich stories.

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