[Intro – distorted guitar feedback, amp hum, count-in shouted off-mic] One, two, three, four— Verse 1 [Fast, down-picked guitars, sloppy but loud] Woke up on the floor with a busted lip Phone full of shit from another blackout trip Bank account screaming “you dumb fuck” again Ashtray heart and a head full of sin [Drums push ahead of the beat, reckless energy] I said I’d quit, yeah I fuckin lied Same bar, same street, same bad night Everyone warned me, I waved them off Now I’m gagging on regret and last night’s smoke Chorus [Gang vocals, shouted, no melody polish] Bad decisions I make ‘em every fuckin night Bad decisions I don’t care if I’m wrong or right Bad decisions Fuck you, morning light Bad decisions Still breathing, pissed and half alive Verse 2 [Short, sharp guitar stabs between lines] Ex said “grow up,” I said “go to hell” She’s probably right but I’m doin just swell Got no plan, just a death-wish grin If this is rock bottom, let me fuck it in [Drums go double-time briefly] My friends say “slow down,” I say “fuck off” I ain’t here for wisdom, I’m here to get lost Every red flag feels like a dare If it ruins my life, I’m already there Chorus [Even louder gang vocals, slightly off-key] Bad decisions I make ‘em every fuckin night Bad decisions Burning bridges just feels right Bad decisions Fuck you, morning light Bad decisions Still breathing, pissed and half alive Verse 3 [Guitars slightly muted, bass more forward] Every promise tastes like cheap beer foam Every “next time” dies on the ride home I don’t chase peace, I chase the fall If I hear a warning, I ignore it all [Drums build tension, ride cymbal opens] I wear my damage like a fuckin badge Laugh at the mirror, talk shit back If there’s a line, I crossed it twice I don’t want better, I want loud and wrong tonight Chorus [Full gang vocals, stomping rhythm, crowd-energy feel] Bad decisions Carved into my fuckin brain Bad decisions Same mistakes, different names Bad decisions Fuck you, morning light Bad decisions Still breathing, pissed and half alive Guitar Solo [Short, chaotic punk guitar solo – sloppy bends, fast pentatonic runs, feedback squeals, string noise left in, no clean tone, barely controlled] [Drums pound straight four-on-the-floor, bass follows root notes aggressively] [Last note bends sharp and cuts off abruptly] Bridge [Breakdown – bass only, drums pounding toms] Fuck a future Fuck a plan Fuck the voice sayin “be a man” I don’t need saving I don’t need sleep I need one more drink and a reason to scream [Sudden stop, half-second silence] Final Chorus [All instruments slam back in, fastest tempo] Bad decisions Tattooed on my fuckin spine Bad decisions If it kills me, fine Bad decisions Fuck you, morning light Bad decisions I never fuckin learn Outro [Feedback squeal, cymbals crashing, vocalist shouting incoherently off-mic] Yeah— Bad fuckin decisions.
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