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swear I was just on the pavement laying down while someone traces me watching the sky, I thought I had more time what a lie, I guess that was goodbye

I Guess That Was Goodbye

is the joke on me? was I the only one that didn't see it coming?

see you still when I close my eyes I go back to those summer nights driving fast down a dead end road staying out past the afterglow now you're laughing with someone new doing things that we used to do and I'm just someone you used to know the outsider of an inside joke

The Outsider

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Lyn Lapid’s The Outsider is a quiet storm — soft on the surface, but with an undercurrent of sharp, unfiltered truth. It’s the kind of album that doesn’t ask for your attention — it earns it, track by track, line by line, with honest lyrics and production that never tries too hard.

Tracks like “I Guess That Was Goodbye” and “The Outsider” ache with restraint — not because they hold back emotionally, but because they refuse to dress up the pain. There’s a kind of brutal beauty in the way Lyn writes: she doesn’t dramatize her experiences. She just lays them bare, and somehow, that vulnerability hits even harder.

The Outsider is confident in its softness, unapologetically introspective, and emotionally fluent in a way that most pop records rarely are.