In "Outlier," Sam Barber sits with exhaustion and self-blame after a relationship frays, admitting he wasted away and caused the collapse alone. The label of outlier captures his isolation, as others seem to move on while he laughs to himself and stares at walls, searching for a closeness that has vanished. The contrast between a cold world and sweating through every sheet makes the inner turmoil physical, heat and chill colliding in one restless body. He clings to the hope of a warmer season, but for now the loneliness burns.
Outlier Lyrics by Sam Barber
Stopped at a brake light, don’t stare at my tired eyes I’ve wasted away
Stuck in a feeling, I struggle to reason, if I reason at all
If I reason at all
This summer came swiftly, you’re wrong and I’m guilty, there’s no need to boast
Lost in the nightlife, I’m caught in a mudslide, I caused it alone
They call me the outlier
They call me the outlier
Starin’ at the walls with the feeling that you let go
Runnin’ down the walls just to find that you ain’t close
And hold on, I feel this heat, you can’t stop fires with the hate you preach
Hold on, I’m in too deep, the world seems cold while I sweat through every sheet
They talk like I’m crazy, they’re just better off lately, ’cause I laugh alone
Trapped in my meaning, there’s always next season, if I’m here at all
If I’m here at all
If life was a campfire, I’d lie by the warm side, and just take it in
Money don’t come often, been preppin’ my coffin, if the weather gets cold
Just call me the outlier
Just call me the outlier
Starin’ at the walls with the feeling that you let go
Runnin’ down the walls just to find that you ain’t close
Hold on, I feel this heat, you can’t stop fire with the hate you preach
Hold on, I’m in too deep, the world seems cold while I sweat through every sheet
Just call me the outlier
