Nebula Dogs presents André Lucas Paes
Illustration by the artist André Lucas Paes [Site: behance.net/andrelucaspaes] – for the sixth song from the album Liquid Dreams by Nebula Dogs:
OUTSIDER
The being rambles. His continuous journey between the night continues in order to find something or someone to make him feel well. Attaining the greater part of natural alleys, there are no more artificial paradises which can capture him.
Lyrics
It was a cold night at the concrete island
The acid rain was painting the streets
I hear the noise of an useless machine with its metal brain
Three in the morning, the night goes deep
The streetlights are taking my sleep
I feel the smell of gasoline, overtaking me
He was a stranger living on these concrete walls
There’s no artificial paradise that could change his mind
He was an underground outsider from the south
There’s no need for ordinary paranoia when you walk around
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ABOUT the album/project:
Liquid Dreams: the debut album by Nebula Dogs
