Where did the time go

Song Created By @meintsaaron0 With AI Singing

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Where did the time go
created by meintsaaron0
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Where did the time go
created by meintsaaron0

Detalhes da Música

Letras

where did the time go 
I'm stuck and I think I've gone psycho
yea baby I know
wish you would of told me sooner 
it was supposed to be me and you
you and I
cuddle up on your bedside
saw your face red eyed
why can't you tell me why you cried
I just wanna hold you
what you think I'm supposed to do
I just do whatever I'm told to
now i sit and try to think clearly 
I really miss you dearly
now I write this last letter with sincerely
where did the time go
I'm stuck and I think I've gone psycho
yea baby I know
it wasn't fair 
but i didn't care
I wanted to change
but I'm stuck in this reign of war
life isn't going to open up the door
you were my everything mi amor
I'll never stop loving you 
what am I supposed to do
now I'm here all alone
I'm stuck waiting by the phone
Just wanna make sure you got home
where did the time go 
I'm stuck and I think I've gone psycho
yea baby I know
I loved how your lips fit
so perfectly with mine
you're flawless by design
you got me addicted 
this is how I predicted 
this love is just twisted
I thought you were committed 
where did the time go
I'm stuck and I think I've gone psycho
yea baby I know

Descrição do Estilo Musical

Sad rap

Idioma das Letras

English

Emotional Analysis

The lyrics convey a deep sense of longing, confusion, and heartbreak. The speaker expresses feelings of being lost and mentally unstable ('gone psycho') while grappling with the pain of a lost relationship. There's an element of nostalgia and regret, as well as a desire for connection and understanding.

Application Scenarios

This song could be applied in scenarios where someone is processing a breakup or experiencing feelings of loneliness and despair. It may resonate with listeners in need of emotional release or those reflecting on past relationships, making it suitable for playlists focused on heartache, emotional struggles, or introspection.

Technical Analysis

The lyrical structure features repetition, particularly with the phrase 'where did the time go' which emphasizes the theme of loss over time. The use of simple yet impactful language creates relatability. The rhymes are straightforward, often linking emotions to vivid imagery, such as 'cuddle up on your bedside' and 'saw your face red eyed.' The rhythm is likely to be reflective, with a beat that complements the emotional weight of the lyrics.

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