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Lyrics
[Intro]
Concrete canyons
Teeth behind glass
I walk center line
While the herds rush past
[Verse 1]
Hood up
Head low
Every window
Glowing eyes
They move in perfect rows
I move in crooked lines
They share the same slang
Same brands
Same stance
I got scars they can’t see
Different hunger in my hands
[Pre-Chorus]
I hear their names
Echo in steel
But no one ever
Says what they feel
[Chorus]
I’m a lone wolf in a city of packs
Heart off-beat as the pavement cracks
They run circles
I run tracks
Too far gone to ever turn back
I’m a lone wolf and I like that fact
I don’t beg for a place in the act
If I’m howling
It’s not for the pack
It’s for the echo that’s howling back (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Deadline daylight
Nightlife
Same face
Masks pile higher
’til they call it grace
I got calloused dreams
Tucked in a torn coat sleeve
They trade their teeth
For a safe routine
[Pre-Chorus]
I hear their laughs
Rattle the rails
But every smile
Feels paper pale
[Chorus]
I’m a lone wolf in a city of packs
Heart off-beat as the pavement cracks
They run circles
I run tracks
Too far gone to ever turn back
I’m a lone wolf and I like that fact
I don’t beg for a place in the act
If I’m howling
It’s not for the pack
It’s for the echo that’s howling back
[Bridge]
[Violin cuts through
Tense and high]
Blood in my jaw
But I won’t bite down
I’d rather starve
Than be tied to this town
If I’m the last one
Walking this line
Then let the bright fangs
Fade behind
[Chorus]
I’m a lone wolf in a city of packs
Heart off-beat as the pavement cracks
They run circles
I run tracks
Too far gone to ever turn back
I’m a lone wolf and I like that fact
I don’t beg for a place in the act
If I’m howling
It’s not for the pack
It’s for the echo that’s howling back (oh)
[Outro]
One set of footprints
Under all these lights
One rough voice
Cutting through the night
Details
GeneratedMar 25, 2026
Duration4:04
LanguageEnglish
Style
Aggressive hardstyle kick and screech leads under tense string stabs; melancholic solo violin weaves countermelodies between drops. Male vocals, half-sung half-shouted, ride the build-ups; choruses explode with layered gang shouts and octave doubles. Final breakdown strips to solo violin and sub-bass pulse, then slams into one last massive drop., violin, hardstyle
Credits
Prompt by
DJAkyma
DJAkymaModelAria v5
Prompt
The lone Wolf in a city of packs
Hardstyle mixed with violin solos, male
