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Singer Songwriter

Okkervil River

The Stand Ins

2008

you've wrapped around yourself
You've got outsider art by an artist who arguably kidnapped a kid on your wall
While your designers have slyly
Directed

I'm a stranger
Cross the street
Cross your T's
Cross your heart
Outsider art
Too much thought
Little emotion
Kind of broken
Or just misspoken
Ten tokens

call outsider art
We call an audible
We call a do over

We call a civilian a soldier
We call a pebble a boulder
We call an elbow a shoulder
We call

of the heart, you rip yourself apart
It's outsider art, provokes every emotion
And it may bewilder a few, it's an unpleasant view
You're an agent of truth,

Outsider Art

Gallows

Gallows

2012

The years I was numb feel no regrets
But there's hard to come cast out like a man
I surrounded myself with outsider art
It murdered my spirit

fact you don’t
 is all I need
 
Oaker Ruiksleg in the triumphal car
 appreciating the beauty of outsider art
 while his sycophants burn in a lithium fire

Penner
Die eh niemand kennt
Invest schützt man mit Gottes Hand
Hier wird jetzt kein Kapital verbrannt

Die wollen Outsider Art
Und verstörende Kunst

suis repenti, c'est mieux qu'le THC
Demos et freestyles, j'y ai mis toutes mes tripes
Du sordide explicite, du conscient, de l'ego trip
Pour l'art

im outsider made outlaw, art class off the muscle, weapons drawed, imma climb life mountain, untill i fall, imma do wat it takes prove you all,
 
Slow

Outsider

Maitre Gims

Subliminal

2013

deus', je suis dans le speed
Pas le temps de t'expliquer mon art
Pas besoin de bling ou de bang-bang pour représenter l'tier-quar'
Je suis plus du genre

Pariah, why your heart on fire?
Pariah, are you still that outsider?
Pariah, I wanna take you higher
Just let me take your hand
Pariah, why your

leads

Outside of the outsiders
Everything changed when he heard that song

That's when you know you've got a rock n roll heart
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

to
Front on us
Left us
Lonely
We Outsiders
You could take pictures, but don’t ask questions my nigga I’m way too focused
I could have bitches, but I don’t

Oh No
Yeahh, Yeah
Lighta
All I need in this life of sin's
To ball out with mi team like Iverson
Art kinda been mi drug like Vicodin
Too high for dem

demons Dripping blue
Kill their sons and daughters
Murderous marauders
Scandalous outsiders
May flower Plymouth Rock
Question your origin
Tell me where you

encore 
Système système anh han, système vie d'esclave encore 

Appelle moi outsider, ghetto champion 
Tête calcinée si Paris c'est système
Mauvais garçon

Out of body
Out of mind
Running fast
Outta time
Keep it goin'
Ignore the hate
Outsiders can't relate
Fuel the fire
Fuel the fire
Fuel the fire
Fuel

the
Emotions aren't wasted, turn my pain into art
So other people can listen, relate they pain to my art
Stressed out but I'm looking fly
I turn twenty one this

You can see my wizardry as
I am a visionary
Defining art and crossing over medically
Spitting knowledge, I am hip-hop
This is who I be
This is who I be

and vodka sips
they got sick of topics like the apocalypse
so I start to mix lots of sh suggested by outsiders
who should get off on the(?) open their mouths

The outsiders influence
But all my outsiders to your Soc, said to stay golden
Letting this get to me, personal sin
Promised this feeling is not coming in
Can not

the outsider's lens I'm faded All through the night
All through the play Mornings I wake not
But after I wake up Somedays I make up
Others, rush on my dress up

fortunate blessed
On this chosen night
A sacred rite
Free souls burn bright
In what mortals call sin
Outsider's strife
Our praise of life
Cuts like a knife
In

hit's and vodka sips
They got sick of topics like the apocalypse
So I start to mix lots
Of shit suggested by outsiders
Who should get off on the
Open