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Dent
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dent was released on January 3, 2020 by ONEGIANTLEAP Records as a part of the album 37212
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Album37212
Release DateJanuary 3, 2020
LabelONEGIANTLEAP Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
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Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rupert McIntosh
Rupert McIntosh
Songwriter

Lyrics

Done with the bullshit, done with the loss
Done trying to think what my decisions could cost
New England weather, choose my own path, Robert Frost
Depressed for what feels like forever
Happy one moment, next moment I’m lost
But no one’s gon care, cause nowadays you find this shit everywhere
You either a fake or you end it all, when I tried my parents could hardly bear
The thought of their son in a casket, but now it’s common in the masses
Treating death like it’s a game, hope you pass the next wave
Or you’ll end as a pile of ashes, man
I wish I could rip out my heart and my soul
Losing more friends everyday is so fucking hard
And its crystal clear its taking its toll
Mentally wasting it, feeling like counterfeit
Taking prescriptions just to get out the hole
But in this reality, Nietzscheian morality
Is what you carry to make the ball roll
Making the ball roll, isn’t so simple
Put into perspective, life is just another riddle
Make a left, keep it straight, know the right choice or you’ll witness fate
Never understood how to take a break
Until I asked a question looking for a clean slate
Are you gonna make a dent, or are you gonna be like Harvey?
Wearing two faces to the party
Two faced life cause you hardly ever gave a fuck about being gnarly
Never took the time to say sorry
Everybody else don’t matter, you’d be happy if their little lives just shattered
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Don’t go making a fuss, this was all about trust
Uh huh, uh huh
No more patience to discuss, you are superfluous
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh woah
(Don’t go making a fuss, this was all about trust)
New land, new life, newer morals to avoid the bitter strife
Right hand, no knife, other beaten bloody seeking the afterlife
Gone and made myself a way to stay in line
If they trippin off some shit, they ain’t worth the time
Petty beggar wanna shine, they ain’t worth my time
Gotta put in more effort trying to swipe a dime
Almost two years older than me but still acting like he’s nine
Pushing my own borderlines
Only hope that others can see
That the plans for his design are far below the baseline
I’d never throw dirt at shit that don’t deserve it
But take my word this a hypocrite that need to burn it
Discog to backlog, no just go return it
Fuck you talking about, telling me they gon preserve it?
He ain’t gonna make a dent, he’ll always be just like Harvey
Wearing two faces to the party, two faced life cuz he hardly
Ever gave a fuck about being gnarly, never took the time to say sorry
Everybody else didn’t matter, he’s been happy with their little lives all tattered
Uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Don’t be making a fuss, imma make you shut up
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh woah
Written by: Rupert McIntosh
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