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damn
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Hip-Hop/Rap
damn was released on November 18, 2025 by CROWSNEST as a part of the album damn - Single
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Release DateNovember 18, 2025
LabelCROWSNEST
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BLACKCROW
BLACKCROW
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas Van Camp
Lucas Van Camp
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BLACKCROW
BLACKCROW
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Damn it
This is how I've had it
I'm so stuck inside my fucking head
I guess that I'm an addict
To the demon inside me im dead
Keep me in the attic
with all of my other good friends
Shadows turn to ashes
And cigarettes will turn to meds
I think im fucking manic
The only way around this is death
Existential panic
Anxiety is cured with benz
I guess I'll pop a Xanax
And figure out a way to cure death
You ain't no superman
And you ain't a saint so better repent
Yeah im a single man
The only thing I worry about is rent
And why it never ends
This weird fucking pain inside my chest
Maybe you will fix it
Or better yet even if we're different
You'll fill a hole I left
That ive been tryna cover up with stitches
Different fixes substances and cigarettes and census
That I am who I am because I am I guess im different
These, these, these, yeah
These bitches calling me heartless
But they told me use my heart less
And they come up and they pissed off
when I ain't giving my whole conscience
Or every dime in my pocket
like fuck off with that nonsense
Bled for peace of mind and
Now I'm broken drunk and haunted
Promise if I make it out this darkness ill take you
And I'm honest with every word I say that I don't hate you
And comment all you want on how I'm a hot head and I faked you
But look inside of that mirror and you'll know that I fucking saved you
Damn it
This is how I've had it
I'm so stuck inside my fucking head
I guess that I'm an addict
To the demons inside me im dead
Keep me in the attic
with all of my other good friends
Shadows turn to ashes
And cigarettes will turn to meds
I think im fucking manic
The only way around this is death
Existential panic
Anxiety is cured with benz
I guess I'll pop a Xanax
And figure out a way to cure death
You ain't no superman
And you ain't a saint so better repent
(Weird fucking pain inside my chest
Maybe you will fix it
Or better yet even if we're different
You'll fill a hole I left
That ive been tryna cover up with stitches)
Written by: Lucas Van Camp
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