Not Nurturing Regrets

This is not for the kind ones
Someone took my pride
Not for the happy guns
My best friend's outta my sight

We could have discovered the Poles together
We could have conquered the sun
We could have killed whoever
Clear the evidence and run

We would fight so much better
Against the ugliness, against the cowardice, against the mediocre ones in this town
But you had to be so clever
And run away from us, you Mr. Genius, now you're nowhere to be found

This is not for the hopeful ones
No happy end to be feared
This is for the bitches' sons
Just like the one who disappeared

We could have stolen the Eiffel Tower
We could have burnt down Rome
We could have mastered nuclear power
And never returned home

We could have travelled together
Without lingering, with no homecoming, we could have been everyone's king
But now the deadline is "never"
There's nothing that I remember about you that is worth remembering



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastien Kellner
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