Alone

Yeah, I’m alone in the noise, but I’m good on my own,

Feelin’ lost in the room, but I still find my zone.

Got a drink in my hand, and a thought in my dome—

Talkin’ low to myself like I’m callin’ it home.

Verse 1

Got a laugh in my pocket I don’t ever unpack,

Keep a joke on standby when the night turns black.

Everybody talk tough but they missin’ the facts,

I’m the quiet-type kid droppin’ heavyweight tracks.

Movin’ through the crowd like a ghost on cue,

Smilin’ small here and there, that’s my interview.

If you see me lookin’ distant while I sip on this brew,

I’m connectin’ every moment to the shit I’ve been through.

Mini-Run 1 (flowy, rapid)

Feelin’ low — but I go — with the flow — let it show,

All the cracks — in the glow — still I grow — from the blows.

Every high — every low — makes the soul — overload,

So I breathe — nice and slow — then reload — hit the road.

Hook

Yeah, I’m alone in the noise, but I’m good on my own,

Feelin’ lost in the room, but I still find my zone.

Got a drink in my hand, and a thought in my dome—

Talkin’ low to myself like I’m callin’ it home.

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Verse 2

These nights hit different when your mind don’t rest,

When you smile on the outside but inside’s a mess.

Everybody wanna dance, everybody impressed,

But I’m weighin’ every memory sittin’ heavy on my chest.

Still, I vibe to the beat ‘cause I need that spark,

Let the bassline cover up the aches in the dark.

I ain’t here to fall apart, I’m just here to leave a mark—

Light a thought in the night like I’m flickin’ a spark.

Mini-Run 2 (clean, bouncy)

I’m alone — in the haze — but I blaze — through the maze,

Let the beat — guide my ways — like a wave — where I sway.

All the pain — that I’ve saved — gets engraved — in the page,

Turn the night — to a stage — let it rage — let it play.

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Hook

Yeah, I’m alone in the noise, but I’m good on my own,

Feelin’ lost in the room, but I still find my zone.

Got a drink in my hand, and a thought in my dome—

Talkin’ low to myself like I’m callin’ it home.

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Verse 3 (extended, introspective)

Never been the one to fake the “I’m alright” line,

I just patch it with a rhythm and a couple of rhymes.

People only see the surface, never watch the signs—

But I’ve turned all the dark into part of my design.

I’m the heartbeat hummin’ underneath the crowd,

The quiet voice boomin’ when they turn it too loud.

I’m the type to stand still when the world spins proud—

’Cause I know who I am, and I’m sayin’ that out loud.

Mini-Run 3 (final run, showpiece)

In the dark — I adapt — never snap — stay intact,

Every fear — every fact — I unpack — then I act.

Put the weight — on my back — make it stack — into tracks,

Turn the noise — to a map — find my path — get it back.

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Final Hook (bigger ending)

Yeah, I’m alone in the noise, but I conquer my own,

Turnin’ chaos into peace with a beat I control.

Got a drink in my hand, and a fire in my soul—

In a world full of static, I still find my role.