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Regretss
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Regretss was released on February 9, 2024 by Augmented as a part of the album OddDoublees Volume XI: Hearts && Heartbreak IV - Single
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Release DateFebruary 9, 2024
LabelAugmented
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Oddsmokee
Oddsmokee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Spencer R Moran
Spencer R Moran
Songwriter
Richard I Gordon
Richard I Gordon
Songwriter, Arranger
Joshua P. Maxwell-Tew
Joshua P. Maxwell-Tew
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Spencer R Moran
Spencer R Moran
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Richard I Gordon
Richard I Gordon
Creative Director, Cover Art
Joshua P. Maxwell-Tew
Joshua P. Maxwell-Tew
Cover Art
Jayce Levi
Jayce Levi
Engineer

Lyrics

I can't help but wonder what I did wrong
To deserve this path I'm on
Anxiety depression life's so unfair
Feel I'm all alone got no one who cares
What's the point of trying my best
If it still ain't good enough, filled with regrets
How many times I gotta lose a job or a friend
When will my streak of bad luck end?
Stuck I feel empty when I don't I'm in pain
Feel so helpless worst enemy's my own brain
Fill me with doubt or make me wanna lash out
Might sell out arena's empty clips in the crowd
Can't bare myself sober hate the voice in my head
Dose till my life's over still high when I'm dead
Feel like I'm in hell- God has it out for me
Motivated to prove wrong those who doubted me
Ain't no lights on this road
What is that up ahead? I don't know
In the darkness I'm screaming
Running away from my demons
I can't help but wonder what I did wrong
To deserve this path I'm on
Anxiety depression life's so unfair
Feel I'm all alone got no one who cares
What's the point of trying my best
If it still ain't good enough, filled with regrets
How many times I gotta lose a job or a friend
When will my streak of bad luck end?
How many more dead end jobs I gotta work?
How many more bosses gonna drive me berserk?
Working for shit pay can barely make ends meet
Feel like every other week I'm facing defeat
Tryna be strong but feeling so weak
Overwhelmed by my insecurities
Only reprieve in a blunt line or pill
But then I feel worse 'cause my lack of will
Tryna resist temptation no self control
Digging myself deeper into this hole
Can't afford these drugs just temporary relief
Then they hurt me even more financially
Abuse substances tryna fill a void
Block out emotions that I'm tryna avoid
Wake up each morning new problems I'm annoyed
Was optimistic but that me been destroyed
I can't help but wonder what I did wrong
To deserve this path I'm on
Anxiety depression life's so unfair
Feel I'm all alone got no one who cares
What's the point of trying my best
If it still ain't good enough, filled with regrets
How many times I gotta lose a job or a friend
When will my streak of bad luck end?
Written by: Joshua P. Maxwell-Tew, Richard I Gordon, Spencer R Moran
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