Look like a Rockstar 2

by Gunther dos Santos

(Intro – spoken, filtered voice)

Yeah… it's just us. Always.

Killian, Brunel, Linkan, Felix.

(beat drops – soft 808, acoustic guitar)

(Verse 1)

Wake up to the sun creepin' through the crack

World outside asking, but I won't give it back

My chain weighs heavy, but my chest weighs more

Only thing that saves me is the brothers I chose before

Killian by my side, he never broke once

Brunel keeps it steady when the vibe gets drunk

Linkan builds the bridge 'tween the dream and what’s sunk

Felix laughs at midnight when the whole ship sunk

(Pre-Chorus)

I don't really want fame… just a little peace

In the middle of the madness, we don't need a leash

Distant guitar, bass knockin' underneath

Posture of a man who lost but won't cease

(Chorus)

Look like a rockstar, but my stage is the yard

In my own bubble, life hit different, hit hard

With my four brothers, I don't need no bodyguard

Us against the thunder, that's loyalty on card

Look like a rockstar, but my luxury's mental

I ride with Killian, Brunel, Linkan, Felix — gentle? Nah, essential

We don't do the fake shit, just the credo fundamental

Tour life on paper, but my home is portal, gentle

(Verse 2)

My cup's made of glass, my mind made of steel

They all want a close-up, I just want what's real

Brunel lays the beat, Linkan draws the deal

Felix is the chaos, Killian helps me feel

Wide awake nights, vision kinda blurred

But the bond with my brothers? Never once unheard

Like Posty in a ripped tee, faded but preferred

Runnin' through the madness, but my soul's a bird

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(Bridge – only voice + acoustic guitar)

And if the spotlight ever fades away

My brothers pull me closer just to say

Being a rockstar ain't the gold or the stage

It's who still calls you family when you're not the rage

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(Chorus – fuller)

Look like a rockstar, but my stage is the yard

In my own bubble, life hit different, hit hard

With my four brothers, I don't need no bodyguard

Us against the thunder, that's loyalty on card

Look like a rockstar, but my luxury's mental

I ride with Killian, Brunel, Linkan, Felix — essential

We don't do the fake shit, just the credo fundamental

Tour life on paper, but my home is portal, gentle

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(Outro – spoken, beat fading)

Killian… Brunel… Linkan… Felix.

This one's for us.

(soft laugh) Yeah… kill the lights.