HiddenRoad - Nothing to Regret Lyrics

Everything I want’s a moving target, leave the world broken-hearted
Accept the constant change or get the fuck out of my car bitch
Don’t start shit you can’t finish is a lie
Married to the chaos, with it ‘till I die
Minutes flicking by, time the monster in the sky
Cling hard to the rhymes, the art get me by
Say goodbye, and goodnight to the bad guy
Cliche you can’t see me like a cat with two bad eyes
Bad vibes, like a cat that’s been cornered
Hair up, body tense, brain buzzing like a hornet
Feel the torment, each day shorter than the last
Off the path beaten heavy, walking forward from the past
Move fast, move fast, but I still can’t escape
We all love it ‘till we don’t, then we start screaming rape
Smoke ‘till you quit but you still breathe in vape
Took a long lunch but I still need a break
In the gutters, call me garbage, I’m the trash-man
Do it for the fuck of it, it’s not about the cash man
Think I give a fuck what you think then you misguided
Don’t fight it, let ‘em speak how they want as I blow by ‘em
Don’t like it, fine, kick rocks, you can’t define Hip Hop
Keep pushing product ‘till one day the rocket lifts off
If it don’t, oh well, fuck that would a could a shit
Makes no difference, ‘cause I’ll never be as good as good can get
Perfectionist, mixed with I.D.G.A.F
Like I’m cursed with a gift, so I’m frightened to the death
Can’t hide it from the rest, I am different from them all
Most similar to those who stop to listen to the call
Lost drifting through the fog, weed taking over
But I’m happier than ever back before I was sober
Absurd, like saying you happy getting older
Time eventually makes the smallest stones from boulders

Everything I want’s a moving target, leave the world broken-hearted
Accept the constant change or get the fuck out of my car bitch
Don’t start shit you can’t finish is a lie
Married to the chaos, with it ‘till I die
Minutes flicking by, time the monster in the sky
Cling hard to the rhymes, the art get me by
Say goodbye, and goodnight to the bad guy
Cliche you can’t see me like a cat with two bad eyes
Bad vibes, like a cat that’s been cornered
Hair up, body tense, brain buzzing like a hornet
Feel the torment, each day shorter than the last
Off the path beaten heavy, walking forward from the past
Move fast, move fast, but I still can’t escape
We all love it ‘till we don’t, then we start screaming rape
Smoke ‘till you quit but you still breathe in vape
Took a long lunch but I still need a break
In the gutters, call me garbage, I’m the trash-man
Do it for the fuck of it, it’s not about the cash man
Think I give a fuck what you think then you misguided
Don’t fight it, let ‘em speak how they want as I blow by ‘em
Don’t like it, fine, kick rocks, you can’t define Hip Hop
Keep pushing product ‘till one day the rocket lifts off
If it don’t, oh well, fuck that would a could a shit
Makes no difference, ‘cause I’ll never be as good as good can get
Perfectionist, mixed with I.D.G.A.F
Like I’m cursed with a gift, so I’m frightened to the death
Can’t hide it from the rest, I am different from them all
Most similar to those who stop to listen to the call
Lost drifting through the fog, weed taking over
But I’m happier than ever back before I was sober
Absurd, like saying you happy getting older
Time eventually makes the smallest stones from boulders