No Regrets? - Antagonist A.D.

I used to be a better man

But these years have seen me fall

I held the taste of glory and pride

But that life has gone, sour in the sun

Days are shorter, nights are too damn long

Now the bitter taste of failure sits on my tongue

Full of cliches, full of shit

But I like the way the sky shines

When you look it through open eyes

I like the wya the city burns

When you see the flames of freedom spark

I still am, that better man

And these years have seen me tested

I still hold the taste of floury and pride

My beliefs are strong

They shine with the sun

Still full of cliches, still full of shit

I know now, the colour of regret

Its blood red (I'm blood red)

I guess I’m better for it