Isolation

Iv done the bullshit jobs man
I don't wanna go back to that shit, fuck it

Hungover done over indebted pathetic, a shrivelling mess, quivering forever regretted
Shivering cold, cuz ain't no central heating, i wanna tell that prick outside stop kicking my car but im afraid i'll get my ass beaten
The last evening spent with no cash maybe some laughter, no maybe lager, the shit ain't working make the dosage larger
Duck and dodge when im tram hopping to nowhere, just like my life direction, should i stand in front this intersection
Complexion gaunt like the concrete and fifty shades of grey, this chapter's like a black comedy without the foreplay
When it's 4 am in the morning im disruptive, self destructive, less constructive lack lustre
Unemployed in avoid of wallowing pity and bitterness shitty at myself like i don't deserve forgiveness
My last job at the plant went up in flames literally, the company couldn't pay me again,plus i lost my keys
Im discouraged, lack courage, jealous of his coverage black attire, couple of ladies under his arms
Sirens in my head, just like these ghosts, im gripping tightly on hope but i feel im bleeding and i can't cope

Isolation, i keep waiting
Isolation, i keep waiting
Yeah

Anxiety attacks like a blacksmith against the metal, can barely relax when im seven thousand in debt
Three thirty starts in the dark in the parking lot im tearing up
I play it down when im talking to people, like they need cheering up
General unpleasantness, this crowd is jeering, fuck
Interfering types of unlikeable's cut me off in cyphers
Lacking confidence, pigeon chested incompetent
This mountain is a molehill but i an barely conquer it
Thirstier then a camel just to get a bitch to notice me
High vis pushing bins in a hospital but nobody knows it's me
Playing it casual like actually it doesn't bother me
But honestly to pay the rent i had to go and sell my property shit
Exhausted from impatience and anxious at my surroundings
I can't stand this anticipation, im restless my head is pounding
Somewhat guilty from my selfishness too
With a short fuse i won't be shelving this feud
Im feeling dispirited and bruised

Isolation, i keep waiting
Isolation, i keep waiting
Yeah
How much fucking longer do i gotta wait

I wouldn't be so fucking moody if people treated me with respect
Depleted me of my investment in time when you taking the piss
Telling me to go and check out your promo shit so i do
You ain't even hit me up in return though, oooo
What a burn, it's why im making a diss low key
Promoters that ain't putting me on you can blow me three fold
Ain't no trophy you could mould me to give me my validation
My presence is forthcoming you can sleep on my sword
But when it's unsheathed, ima bring that young heat complete
Gut you to turn tables im enabled to burn fables and shades
Of these characteristics of gutless snakes, fuck these snakes
Do whatever it takes to make cheddar
Break through the mediocre, meeting's over i don't need you
You won't put me on? Then fuck it bitch i'll do it myself
I got a list of motherfuckers who don't clap when i win
I got a wrist of heart attacks from whom i used to call friends

Isolation, yeah, small circles
i keep waiting
Keep your shit small
Isolation,
i keep waiting
Yeah



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Writer(s): Blake Walsh
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