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Vanishing point of the black top
Shithole venue smells like rot
A thousand nights I left behind
Another tribe, another time
Feedback!
Feedback!
Um, dois, três, quatro...
Not a fucking regret
A brotherhood at stage right
A circle pit night after night
A congregation packed full of sinners
Another road, another winter
Feedback!
Feedback!
Um, dois, três, quatro...
Not a fucking regret
Broken bottles thrown in a fight
Cannot move, sold out tonight
Stage dive, no fucking glamour
Tonight's show, it's all that matters
Feedback!
Feedback!
Not a fucking regret
Not a fucking regret
Many were cursed and many alive
Carry a torch for those who have died
Carve your skin, a mosaic forever
Never say die, never say never
Never say never!
No regret
No (no), no (no), no (no)
No regret
No (no), no (no), no (no)
Never say never!
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