Listen to Isolation in Crowds (feat. ask the storyteller, FiN, Sio, eiko, RDC West, froggman, Jo The Forggie, Hatmiss & Beautiful Panda) by the atriarchy

Isolation in Crowds (feat. ask the storyteller, FiN, Sio, eiko, RDC West, froggman, Jo The Forggie, Hatmiss & Beautiful Panda)

the atriarchy

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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ask the storyteller
ask the storyteller
Songwriter
Jacob Hughes
Jacob Hughes
Songwriter
Johanna Tartaglia
Johanna Tartaglia
Songwriter
Chris N
Chris N
Songwriter
Johan Andersson
Johan Andersson
Songwriter
Cole Finlayson
Cole Finlayson
Songwriter

Lyrics

If I die alone
I hope I die alone believing
In higher power higher hopes
Higher form of being
I assault ayatollah I know the treason
My soul is wine red my nose is bleeding
Five roads ahead
That's five roads misleading
My dose of violence
Is high voltage seating
You may know the words
But only I know the meaning
And I hold
A title
That I don't
Believe in
I lost
The finals
The trials
The season
But I saw
The vitals
And my heart
Was beating
The choir
Inspired
The fire
I'm feeding
The when
The where
The why
The reason
Lonely nights I'm wondering
Was our time together all a bluff
Only when I'm lost and broken
Does your company feel not enough
There's no equation
No conversation
It feels frustrating, baby
Tell me all the quiet parts aloud
This isolation in a crowd
Doubling back
Too many people in my DMs I ain't been hitting em back
Healthy coping I abuse vices till the therapy lasts
I ain't see nothing but pings from family and friends that just wanna help
But I'm so available to people that don't really need me
I feel like a savior I feel like a bum till I'm asking for help
Cause I inherited the flaws of my grandfather
Masculine urge to provide at the cost of my happiness
Fuck if it make people laugh then I'll just chalk it up to brainrot
They asking where you get your inspiration from
I took the passion of toad and married it with the love of hip hop
Sanctified by community built by JPecs, Nate, and Kobe
I mean my Shaq to the Drop
I don't need your pity fool
I know I owe plenty dues
I'm hoping the allegory of origami uncover jewels
I'm hoping the hole in my soul will fill if I got people 'round me
But it get harder every day if I'm being honest
Lonely nights I'm wondering
Was our time together all a bluff
Only when I'm lost and broken
Does your company feel not enough
There's no equation
No conversation
It feels frustrating, baby
Tell me all the quiet parts aloud
This isolation in a crowd
Trapped the bull in my mind then escaped from the maze
I got blessed by Ask like Paul and transformed by his grace
Now I transform my mistakes into learning opportunities
Getting better by the day but still have massive insecurities
Got a lot of friends but they don't really hear from me
An extrovert with introverted tendency and ACULt is my remedy
Or at least I thought, we were chatting a lot
Turns out it was just a diary for my thoughts
Been riding the dread my whole life like Viserys
Put my mental health on Klarna and pretended nothing's wrong
Trying to plead about my mind declining like Aerys
But my ability to reach ears isn't very strong
Spent my whole life trying to get more people 'round me
Then I started getting people 'round me when I got old
Turns out all those people didn't fix the hole in my soul
I'm making my story untold a story I told
Lonely nights I'm wondering
Was our time together all a bluff
Only when I'm lost and broken
Does your company feel not enough
There's no equation
No conversation
It feels frustrating, baby
Tell me all the quiet parts aloud
This isolation in a crowd
Lately I've been feeling isolated in crowds
Elated but I'm deflated once they're facing me down
Like everyone's chasing the crown without making a sound
Faker than the playing card she kept laced in her gown
So I'm taking this round, taking this shot
Liquor's nice cause it's easier to fake it than rot
Chance it like its paper v rock, or Vader if it's saber v glock
But I'm running out of time on the clock
And now I'm trapped by my own thoughts
Lapped by my own loss
Never sure if for them or my own wants
Fit it, or your Andromeda chained on your own rock
Try to get back in now, but the zone's been locked
My mind just keeps going, going, going, no it won't stop
They don't wanna hear you speak if it's broke talk
Like bro stop, you're a downer, let us hear a joke, knock knock
Who's there? Who cares, once the truth's shared - dropped
Written by: Chris N, Cole Finlayson, Jacob Hughes, Johan Andersson, Johanna Tartaglia, ask the storyteller
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