Pour Over

did I just make that choice or was it fate? I'm hoping more the latter lately can't keep pace with my health of my habit begin with confused, add dramatic don't make me choose will he side with his flesh or with his brain? it's clear that they want different things seperate points on a line don't make me choose again I'd hate to prove to them their friends thought I had held it but it's gone made a black and hot arrival plus one song whisper thoughts of too bad think of the night that she had it isn't much to be aware complicate things by standing by the cue is an expression so what, the one time in a month that you could I must admit it does feel late who perfectly timed that escape? control of nothing, up to fate just like it was in the first place thought I had held it but it's gone made a black and hot arrival plus one song song, good song