1. |
Sex Education (demo)
03:10
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I don’t want to be like this
I’m not a man like you
It’s like a Judas kiss
I look for something new
Society crushes all
I’m not strong enough for it
Cause I know, I’m not manly enough to be proud to be a dick, don’t wait for it
Save me from my fate
Maybe I’m not that straight
I don’t care at all
I don’t deserve your hate
I’m happy by myself
Can you leave me alone?
You don’t deserve me, dick
Welcome to the unknown
I don’t want to be like this
I’m not a girl like you
I’m proud of my body
You feel it scary, do you ?
Society wants from me
To be kind and softy
But I know, I’m harder that you thought, I’m stronger that you hope from me
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2. |
Loser
03:43
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Do you remember?
I was soft and shy
So why did you want to crush me, tell me why
I needed to be trust
To fight for myself
You buried me alive so fuck yourself
How could I grow up?
With humiliation
I felt ugly, just a creep and you add another scar on it
With no self esteem
Tender and weak
You opened my chest and spit in it
Tell me I’m strong and heavy
Tell me the winner I can be
You wanted me to leave
But there was no surrender
You made me a loser
But not for ever
I needed confidence
You gave me ignorance
You never give me a single chance
Just one shot
To prove to everyone
That I could be the chosen one
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3. |
Let it burn
03:15
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I’ve smelled the ashes of my flesh
Fell my blood on my face, I know the taste
I’m a freak / rejected for one mistake
My life a mess / my life a fake
I saw the light, it was so bright
There is no darkness, all is white, it’s not right
Can you feel this alchemy between us
Unsafe and dangerous
I’m not scared, but you are
‘Cause you’re looking at my scar
Paint my body with a stain
Black or red, I don’t care
There is a fire on my skin
There is a fire in my brain
It’s time to incinerate
It’s too late
It’s my fate
So let it burn
They call me monster, they mocking me
Maybe I am, but inside me
I’m your nightmare, I’m your deepest fear
As I was Medusa, you’re afraid to look at me
I’m feeling so cold
I’m freezing and burning
Maybe I’m getting old?
I’m feeling alone
Strong and cold, like a stone
With lava in my veins
I’m not done (yet)
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4. |
Siberian High
04:12
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Siberian high in the sky
No future in sight
During the lonely coldest nights
There is no hope in university
All I got is my body
Let’s go virtuality
I give myself to the net
I was trapped but so do you
I will grow step by step
But what happens to you?
Oh what happens to us?
You’re becoming so nervous
Are you finally jealous?
You feel so depressed
Remember my promise
I will never let you go
Cause without you
I am just a lonely star
Anonymous hotel room
A pure white and scary dream
You protect me against the groom
Easy life, easy money
Secret life, not so funny
What about our families?
We have only lies to give
I sell myself to the net
I was trapped but I am good
I’ve grown, step by step
But what happens to you?
In Vegas, I have married you
With tears of joy and sadness
In LA, all become true
A star is born as your loneliness
I can’t lose you, I can’t lose you, my love
In Moscow, everything was all right
But in the world, I lost myself
Become famous you wait for me
Remember us, remember me
When I fly away in the Siberian high
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Carbon Peroxide Paris, France
Solo project by a guitarist and bassist guy, singing because he's all alone.
Placebo, My Chemical Romance, The Killers, Brutus, Bad Religion, Maneskin, Palaye Royale...
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