The past is just that, the past I'm trying to make the good times last Light that match leave that bridge behind Because regret is such a waste of time
, what you're in for but we gotta move on and we gotta stay strong Message to the soldiers, welcome to the struggle Message to the soldiers, be careful, soldiers
to me Got no regrets, regrets, got no regrets Got no regrets, regrets, every time that I look at you, baby Got no regrets, regrets, baby girl, I got no regrets
in fear I work until I touch it, stack it until I need it I spend it on what I want, re-up and that's when I bleed it The soldier could never see me,
la la When the sun rose and he made to leave You know, sha la la la la, sha la la la la Neither one regretted a thing I don't slip away? Hey, that
I was an outcast, outsider, trouble maker A lost soul, outta control, in danger Didn't have a care in the world, my feelings were numb Never showin' emotion
did, it was poppin' sweet We can get out on the floor but take it slow Baby, won't you keep it right there Yeah, we can take it there Boy, I don't really care
't come around They're too disgraced to face Another soldier down His life's work, a waste And now these walls are bare No one pretends to care A distant
soldiers of deception dark seeds among our race, an absence of free will, is all we ever face, overcome by chemicals of lust inside the brain we don't
how, you can't tell me why - But living my life is all that I care. The burden can be, sometimes, bigger than me, Sometimes, stronger than me, and hard to bear. But I couldn't care
I was an outcast, outsider, Trouble maker A lost soul, outta control, In danger Didn't have a care in the world My feeling were numb Never showing emotion
HE DID IT WAS POPPIN' SWEET WE CAN GET OUT ON THE FLOOR BUT TAKE IT SLOW BABY, WON'T YOU KEEP IT RIGHT THERE YEAH, WE CAN TAKE IT THERE BOY I DON'T REALLY CARE
believe in yourself or believe in what somebody else foreces upon you in a dead crossroads is when you make a decision either to be a soldier or a coward
and his lover beg you for change on the slide there's nothing really like a french blues blown by an unknown soldier in you to all your regrets and you
you're in for but we gotta move on... And we gotta stay strong... Message to the soldiers, welcome to the struggle... Message to the soldiers, be careful, soldiers
-up and back, Now she's got her head together and arse is out the sack. So I don't mean to sound all judgemental But these days you can't be too careful
fear I work until I touch it, stack it until I need it I spend it on what I want, re-up and that's when I bleed it The soldier could never see me, as
