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Je te dis que je pars                                                                                                  
Pour ces mots que je ne t’ai jamais dits,                                                   Pour tous ceux que je ne te dirais plus,                                                               Tes écrits que je ne lirais plus,
Pour ces leurres qui ont brisé ma vie,
Tes regards qui ne sont plus les miens,                                                                    Pour ces flous qui ne ressemblent à rien,                                                          Tes absences, la raideur de tes mains,                                                                         Pour tes projets sans lendemain.                                                                                            
Je te dis que je pars.                                                                                               Je te dis que je pars.

Pour la main tendue qui n'est jamais venue,
Ce bonheur promis que je n'ai jamais eu,
Pour cet amour enfui et jamais revenu ;
Pour ce cœur meurtri qui saigne et n'en peut plus.
Je te dis que je pars.                                                                                         Je te dis que je pars.                                                                                             Je te dis que je pars.                                                                                           Je te dis que je pars.    
                                                                                         
Pour l'enfance disparue à jamais retrouvée,                                                 Cette souffrance que je n’peux pardonner,                                                                              
Ce rien qui me sépare du voyage vers la mort,                                                  Pour ne laisser ni peine ni remords,

Je te dis que je pars. Je te dis que je pars. Je te dis que je pars.

Je te dis que je pars

Performed by Nick Ray and The PTL Group

Mandolin: Bruce Hoffman

Mixed by Mark Black

Publicist: Vicki Johnson

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“A Matter of Trust” tells of the delicate balance between closeness and vulnerability: beginning gently, building resolutely, with a chorus that lingers long after it ends.

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Caving In (Studio Version) – Eileen Noise
A raw dark-grunge track, heavy and distorted, carrying all the weight of frustration and chaos. This is the full-band version, born to sound rough, loud, and unapologetic.

But sometimes, when the noise fades, the song reveals a different face…
👉 Watch the brand-new Unplugged version of “Caving In” now on YouTube: 
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🖤 Two sides of the same breakdown. Which one speaks to you?

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Produced by EileenNoise
Singer Sophie

[Verse]
The mirror cracks
I don’t even flinch
Shadows crawl where the light won’t pinch
My head’s a cage
No lock
No key
Who’s this ghost that’s haunting me

[Prechorus]
I scream at the silence
It just laughs back

[Chorus]
I’m caving in
I’m caving in
Walls made of whispers
I can’t win
I’m caving in
I’m caving in
The fight is gone
I can’t begin

[Verse 2]
The clock spins slow
Then stops dead cold
Minutes feel like years I’ve sold
Rain falls inside
The roof won’t hold
My soul feels rusted
My heart’s been sold

[Prechorus]
I claw at the surface
But it crumbles away
[guitar solo]

[Chorus]
I’m caving in
I’m caving in
Walls made of whispers
I can’t win
I’m caving in
I’m caving in
The fight is gone
I can’t begin

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