Crying Lone Wolf

by The Taste of Vomit x Mandy Moorehol

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Crying Lone Wolf is a song about learning how to accept help, after years of continually pushing it away. Its that feeling of telling everyone you don't need them, then wondering where they are. Its about isolation. As I learn and try to embrace the care and help and love of others.

You don't need to do this alone.

lyrics

I feel so lonely in this solitary existence, and any form of help
Or camaraderie is met with resistance, with unrivaled consistence
For instance, I'm in denial that anyone truly listens
To my howls from these valleys of shadows
I seek refuge in the back pages of Pantone
From the sections of my mind I can't go
Do not enter, you can not pass go (you can not pass go)
Am I destined to walk the same Plath
As I try to combat the chemistry with math
That's worth a good laugh, I'm running out of gas
Now I'm thumbing my way back to the past

I've been crying lone wolf for so long I can't remember
Crying, crying, I can't remember
I pushed back the pack for so long I can't remember
I can't remember, I can't remember

I meet trust in a mutual location with hesitation
Not sure I like the sensation, been confused by the means of relation
As I've grown used to this den of isolation
So sometimes when I feel down, I don't say shit
Or I downplay it, then get upset
When no one visits me in this basement
I'm digging for that fossil of 'How did you day went?'
Or 'Text me when you get home', I turn down
A friend's helping hand then grieve a dry phone
Obsessed over howling at the moon to a girl that used to be home
Now I'm manifesting the reality of being all alone

I've been crying lone wolf for so long I can't remember
Crying, crying, I can't remember
I pushed back the pack for so long I can't remember
I can't remember, I can't remember

I can't remember