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  1. Taste of Regret

From the album Taste of Regret - Single

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Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Nick Pilotta at The Audio Compound.

Additional guitar tracking by Mikey Chinchilla at Chinchilla Studios.

Lyrics

This is our way of life.

Scars on our hearts.
An unwanted start.
We write our own destiny.
Our old ways have been lost in the dark.

The blood we shed,
A small taste of regret,
But it’s the price we pay to stay alive. Branded by enemies,
A life of infamy.
We live. You die. That’s how we survive.

Watch the embers ignite.
See the smoke on the rise.
We hear the thunder drown out your cries.

This taste of regret.
We swallow every time we fight.
We’re all searching for something more.
A better life isn’t all about the score.

We play the game and
We make the rules.
If you wanna make it out
Don’t take us for fools.
We hold your lives
In our palms.
Surrender or die.
What’s yours is gone.
We hold your lives In our palms.
Take a gamble. You’ll see no mercy from me.

We are the storm and your deadlights won’t save you.
Your yellow flag won’t keep us away.
We are the thieves of light
Thriving in the night.
No prey, no pay. Get out of our face.

This taste of regret,
We swallow every time we fight.
We’re all searching for something more.
A better life isn’t all about the score.
This taste of regret
Was bitter, but now it’s sweet.
The lives we’ve lost we’ll never forget
As we embrace the taste of regret.

Sink the ship!

This taste of regret,
We swallow every time we fight.
We’re all searching for something more.
A better life isn’t all about the score.
This taste of regret
Was bitter, but now it’s sweet.
The lives we’ve lost we’ll never forget
As we embrace the taste of regret.

Dead men tell no tales!

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