I Don’t Do Regrets

Call it curiosity but I really want to see this thing through
The so-called music industry spat me out and I left a bad taste in it's mouth
It's big, whore-like mouth
Pub gigs and sporadic tours get me by but I cannot let go of the dream
So I put my head down
Put a pen to paper
Couple hours later, got another expendable song
And it goes just like this...

And time, time's running out
I'm getting older and I have nothing to show for myself
But I still honour my art
And this is just the start of another unrealistic adventure
I don't do regrets
The past yields no threats
All these mistakеs I will sing from my chest
Singing out loud
Pressing my fingers down on thе steel strings
It's just one of those things

Say what you want of me, I have heard it all before
The so-called trustworthy worthlessly exploited only the worst of me
I once knew a ghost who could keep the heart afloat but then the tides changed
The ghost became a storm then the storm became a kraken cracking my stern
The olde chanty goes…

And I get pretty shy when people all rendezvous around me
And I will never figure this all out, every time always feels just like the it was the first time
And I get pretty scared when the moments pass by before I get the chance to greet them

But it doesn't mean I'm lazy just because you hate your job
I never wanted you to hate me, I still don't know what I did wrong
And if this, if this isn't what I'm born for, then where do I belong?
'Cause this, this is what I dreamt of when I was just a little lad
It makes me feel so strong