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"Quando estamos felizes, curtimos a música. Mas quando estamos tristes, entendemos a letra." - Frank Ocean

Pro OUTLIER, música é mais do que apenas um monte de palavras ritmadas. Seja qual for o estilo, a gente acredita em músicas que passam uma mensagem, contam uma história, fazem pensar... Como uma banda de Rock que somos, não conseguimos evitar os questionamentos. 

Million Buck$

My boss is always picking on me
Feel kind I'm never gonna be
The one they've always thought they'd see
I get frustrated... it's complicated
It sucks big time, fcking hate it!

 

My life is like a "no way street"

Can't stand it, is that what's meant to be?
I feel I won't make it, it's suffocating
Everyday seems like I'm being raped

 

Gotta go for the Million Buck$
I'm gonna do it even (if) it hurts!
And I gotta admit maybe I didn't see

That I'd be living like dead meat!



I got to try it

No longer hide it
Be fcking happy
You'll be surprised

 

My boss is always picking on me
Feel kind I'm never gonna be
Can't stand it, is that what's meant to be?
And I can't take any more of this shit
Sorry, Dad, this life's not for me...

Brown Walls

​I refuse to believe

What once I have been told

Yeah, it's hard to admit

Can't accept my heart is wrong

So many days are passing by

And these brown walls don't come down

The only proof of whom I am

Are these walls that remain brown



Everyone tells me to let go

That life has no room for dreams

That I'd better keep my feet on the ground

And live my live as they told me how



Father said it wouldn't last

"Son, don't worry, soon enough it'll pass..."

But how long more am I to wait

Till I find out it's too late?



Everyday I wonder

Is there nothing beyond the brown walls

If that's life, it really sucks

How can I take something so small?



So what will I do with what's inside

A burst so big that there's not how to hide

I feel it's about to explode

What if it only does when I'm too old?



Everyday I wonder

"Is there life beyond the brown walls?"

If that's life, oh My, it sucks!

I just can't take anything so small

 

I know there must be something else

It's gotta be out there, somewhere

And I'll go find it wherever it may be

Go meet the end that was meant for me...

* Letras por / All lyrics written by Felix Mifune

Stand Up!

Life's not an easy game

It'll try to beat you down
If you don’t stand up and face it
You won't make it to next round



They'll do anything to cage you
Hunt you, beat you, tear you down
And you'll have to struggle
Not to let them put you to the ground



It took me so long long to have the courage
To stand up and live my dream
Now it's time to go on
I can get here I can win!



Search the strength deep in your soul
Never doubt yourself is there
They can't tell you it's right or wrong
Go for your dreams, no matter where



A man is as good as his dreams
When he gives them up, he dies
Keep your faith, go on, resist
Show the World you're still alive!



It took me so long to have the courage
To stand up and live my dream
Now it's time to go on

I can get here I can win! 

Make Me Feel Sane

You don't know what it's like

To be always on your own
Not a penny to my name
No one else, I'm all alone

It's hard to accept
That I shall not meet the one
Maybe it's already gone
Maybe there's actually none.

You don't know what it's like
To be always on your own
Not a penny to my name
No one else, I'm all alone

When I look back to my life
See someone who gave up dreams
Lost hopes, so many scars
A deep wound that never heals

And no fortune in this crazy world
Is ever gonna ease the pain
There's not enough money either
Nor there's enough fame
That'll wash away the sorrow
And will make me feel sane...

I think kind the Universe
Is in a conspiracy
To make me feel miserable
Lord, I don't get humanity

Life's a bitch and then you die
Can't think of a better saying
To describe this lonely life
Quite sure I missed that train

When I look back to my life
See someone who gave up dreams
Lost hopes, so many scars
A deep wound that never heals

And no fortune in this crazy world
Is ever gonna ease the pain
There's not enough money either
Nor there's enough fame
That'll wash away the sorrow
And will make me feel sane...

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