No regrets, no regrets, we are.

Stand back give me some room to breathe.
I think it's time to pour me another drink.
You think you know but you ain't got a fuckin prayer,
And we're going nowhere.

We're flat lining with a pocket full of kryptonite.
We're going down with a soul full of dynamite.
We've got the world by the balls on a truth or dare.
The more we fall, the less we care.

We are - the scars on your world of regret.
We are - the scars that you hope to forget.
We are.

So light another candle for your sins.
Slit another throat for innocence,
And let me know if I'm making myself clear,
'Cause we're going nowhere.

We're mainlining on a bottle full of H.I.V.,
It's slow burning on a dime bag of apathy.
We won the war on a rigged game of solitaire.
The more we learn, the less we care.

We are - the scars on your world of regret.
We are - the scars that you hope to forget.
We are, we are.

We are.

The walk of the dead, the voice in your head,
Oh, we are.
The hate that you feed, the fear that you bring.
Oh, we are.
We're taking a stand, the blood of the land.
Oh, we are.
The voice in your head, the march of the dead.

We are - the scars on your world of regret.
We are - the scars that you hope to forget.
We are, we are, we are.