

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] We were kids with crooked halos Sharpie hearts on broken desks Chasing dares like they were prayers Taking every twisted test Laughing at the warning labels Pocket full of "just this once" Turned our fears into a fable Burned the map and called it trust [Chorus] These are the scars that write my name Every wrong turn fed the flame All of the bad ideas Built the bones of who I am I won't beg the past for change Wouldn't trade the mess we made Every bad decision Cut the shape of my conviction No regrets No regrets in the rearview [Verse 2] We mistook the edge for shelter Stayed out where the vultures fly Let the loudest fools advise us Called their poison solid ground Picked our idols from the ashes Copied all their fractured moves Stitched a soul from fractured patterns Till the chaos finally fit [Chorus] These are the scars that write my name Every wrong turn fed the flame All of the bad ideas Built the bones of who I am I won't beg the past for change Wouldn't trade the mess we made Every bad decision Cut the shape of my conviction No regrets No regrets in the rearview [Bridge] [Band drops to half-time, guitars cleaner, vocal intimate then rising] I blamed the world I blamed the mirror Tried to scrape my history clean But every cut Made me clearer Every crack let something in (oh) If I could go back Would I listen? Would I walk a straighter line? Or would I light that fuse again Just to feel myself ignite? [Chorus] These are the scars that write my name Every wrong turn fed the flame All of the bad ideas Built the bones of who I am I won't beg the past for change Wouldn't trade the mess we made Every bad decision Cut the shape of my conviction No regrets No regrets in the rearview (Yeah, no regrets) No regrets in the rearview
Tags
rock, Anthemic modern rock with male vocals, starting on clean palm-muted guitars and roomy drums, then building into big choruses with overdriven power chords and stacked gang vocals. Middle section drops to half-time with tom-heavy groove and ambient lead guitar, then ramps into a soaring final climax with octave leads, crash-heavy drums, and shouted ad-libs.
4:08
No
4/17/2026