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High tide of regret

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**Song Title: "High Tide Regret"** *(Intro – Raw acoustic strum, waves crashin' hard, voice crackin' like it's late-night confession)* Sun's droppin' fast on this fucked-up shore, Lightin' up again, what the hell for? Tide's comin' in, draggin' me deep, Wasted soul, can't even sleep... damn, mon. *(Verse 1 – Gritty reggae groove, voice low and shaky, like spillin' guts to a mirror)* Woke up face-down, puke on the floor, Head poundin' like a slammed-back door. Puffin' that shit from sunup to black, Chasin' the numb, but it don't come back. Homies ghosted, said I was too far gone, Cops kicked in the door at the crack of dawn. From LBC streets to my mama's old porch, One more hit, and I'm lit like a torch. Dreams I had? Buried in the haze, Family's cryin', but I'm lost in the maze. *(Chorus – Punk-ska explosion, horns wailin' angry, skankin' hard like a fight in the pit)* High tide regret, it's rippin' me apart! Wastin' my days, tearin' out my heart! Get too fucked up, and you'll wind up dead, OD in the gutter or locked in the fed! Yo, snap out of it before the wave breaks, Death's at the door, no second takes! High tide regret, drownin' in my own sea, This high's killin' the man I used to be! *(Verse 2 – Reggae punk rawness, personal stories hittin' like punches)* Met her at the gig, high as the sky, But I blew it all, too stoned to try. Car wrapped 'round a pole, blood on the dash, Job gone to shit, burned all my cash. County jail bars, starin' at my veins, Thinkin' 'bout the needle, drivin' me insane. From SD waves to the O.C. trap, That last fix could snap your neck like a strap. Friends OD'd, left me here alone, Wasted my shot, turnin' flesh to bone. *(Chorus – Repeat louder, raw screams in ad-libs like "Fuck this shit!" and guitar screamin')* High tide regret, it's rippin' me apart! Wastin' my days, tearin' out my heart! Get too fucked up, and you'll wind up dead, OD in the gutter or locked in the fed! Yo, snap out of it before the wave breaks, Death's at the door, no second takes! High tide regret, drownin' in my own sea, This high's killin' the man I used to be! *(Bridge – Full punk breakdown, fast and furious, voice breakin' with real pain)* It hits like a brick, crushin' my chest, All those blacked-out nights, failed every test. Coulda been a dad, ridin' waves so high, But the dope and the drink made my whole life a lie! No more bullshit, gotta claw my way out, From the depths of this hell, hear me scream and shout! Ska blasts through the pain, punk fire in my blood, Turn this ship around before the final flood! *(Outro – Slow reggae fade, voice whisperin' hoarse, horns dyin' out like a last breath)* High tide regret... echoin' in my head... Don't waste your fire, end up cold and dead... Sun's creepin' up, maybe one more chance... Drop the needle, mon, join the sober dance... Sublime stylee, straight from my scarred soul... High tide regret... takin' its toll...