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antisocial
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Hip-Hop/Rap
antisocial was released on June 6, 2025 by STARS INC. as a part of the album Live Again
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Release DateJune 6, 2025
LabelSTARS INC.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Francisco Cortada
Francisco Cortada
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CanX
CanX
Songwriter
Francisco Cortada
Francisco Cortada
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CanX
CanX
Producer

Lyrics

(CanX)
(But I love when I'm alone)
Hate, bein, alone
Call me bipolar the way I hate and love bein' alone
Call me antisocial, always on my own (On my own)
Please forgive my actions, this was what I was shown (Shown)
You always in mystery, you keep me in unknown (Unkown)
I've been tryna figure this out for a while (A while)
Let me tell you, you've been in denial, denial (Denial)
In my head you corrupted a file, a file (A file!)
Murder you committed, go to trial, a trial (Trial!)
Every day it seems like you don't care
Why should I be here when I could be there?
I don't wanna have you lying kinda like a snare
I feel like I'm losing myself to unanswered prayers
Drunk on my influence, now I'm the commander
I know it's a shot in the dark, but I really like your manner
I don't want people around me when I'm in the lab Bruce Banner
Let me guess, you're on your phone, too high to answer
Too high, I see the red in your eye
Wondering why, wondering why you lie
Call me bipolar the way I hate and love bein' alone
Call me antisocial, always on my own (On my own)
Please forgive my actions, this was what I was shown (Shown)
You always in mystery, you keep me in unknown (Unkown)
I've been tryna figure this out for a while (A while)
Let me tell you, you've been in denial, denial (Denial)
In my head you corrupted a file, a file (A file!)
Murder you committed, go to trial, a trial (Trial!)
Lights out, away we go
Two toned, it's on for show
You say this on the low, but my chrome, I got it below
Anxious, but you'll never know
Beach house like Lemon Glow
Souls that I took I owed
Guess that I need it though
How can you make space for him, yet he never gave you life
It's embarrassin' comparison, like a gun to a knife
I'm drunk as fuck, you high as fuck, wonder why I can't get no luck
Tryin' not to give a fuck, but to my strings that you pluck
It's impossible to duck, all these messages you snuck
Why you always got me stuck, antisocial nerves were struck
Call me bipolar the way I hate and love bein' alone
Call me antisocial, always on my own (On my own)
Please forgive my actions, this was what I was shown (Shown)
You always in mystery, you keep me in unknown (Unkown)
I've been tryna figure this out for a while (A while)
Let me tell you, you've been in denial, denial (Denial)
In my head you corrupted a file, a file (A file!)
Murder you committed, go to trial, a trial (Trial!)
Written by: Can Arat, Francisco Cortada
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