Story Behind The Song

"On My Own" was the first song written on "Attrition" and marked the birth of The Starfoxx Project. The lyrics play out the never-ending struggle of a broken relationship that's spiraling out of control.

Song Description

Produced by The Passion Hifi, "On My Own" sets a dark, melodic tone for the album.

Lyrics

Let me take a second to communicate the way
that I can never ever pick a better sentence to explain the way
that you and I could never make it anyway cause every day
you pick away at every little move that I could make.
Chokin' on a fable that was fabricated
far beyond a comprehension you and I could have until we dated.
But if you tether every broken moment back together
maybe you would see that it was never really any better.
Now weather you ascended up from Hell or you were Heaven-sent
apologies are nothin' now that I have lost my confidence.
Look me in the eyes again. Tell me I'll be better then,
push me out the door and leave me hopeless and alone again.
Even though I know I made a mistake,
I was takin' on a form I never wanted to take.
Is it all a mistake? Is it real? Is it fake?
I could weather the storm but now I'm caught in the wake. (Wait.)
I'll do it on my own. I'll do it on my own.
I'll do it on my own. Alone and broken.
Now let me animate an illustration for the audience
to paint a better picture of the passion and the consequence.
Back at the beginning of the saga that was you and I
apparently we didn't see the danger up ahead and why
breakin' up and gluin' it up, ain't doin' enough,
cause when we get hot again the glue just couldn't hold up.
And now the panic really sets in. Activate the jet spin.
Take a deep breath and feel the pressure when it lets in.
I'm a marionette with only one thread left around my broken neck.
And now you're all upset and now you can't forget
all about another fight we haven't been through yet.
We go back to the future. We go back to the past.
Goin' toe-to-toe, stepping over broken glass.
Chuckin' pots and pans. Throwin' open hands.
When the dust all settles I'll be gone again. (When?)
I'll do it on my own. I'll do it on my own.
I'll do it on my own. Alone and broken.
That's a wrap. Pack a bunch of crap up in a backpack.
Grab a pair of shoes and a snap-back.
And swallow the fact that, if you look back and you back-track
I disappeared quick as a Snap Chat and that's that.
Now I take another shot of Jack. Chuck the bottle in the back.
Drivin' like a needle to the track.
Cause I won't look back into the cold and black.
You won't see me trippin' the trap like that.
Stickin' in a lane that I can make a change.
Trackin' Armageddon cause you know we're on the same page.
Quick and abrupt, see the night sky opening up
and now you're chokin' on the ash and dust. And now you feel the rush.
Next time you wanna call me up, talkin' "baby maybe we could try and patch it up?"
Just keep day dreamin' cause your plan's a bust.
You abandoned hope when you abandoned US. (Fuck)
I'll do it on my own. I'll do it on my own.
I'll do it on my own. Alone and broken.