'Endless Therapy' is the first step of Sixteen of May, my new Parisian bedroom rock fantasy. Recorded and mixed at home, the single speaks about a toxic relation between a therapist and a patient. I won't say it's completely personal (a bit), but there is one true thing, this tasty need to fuck off the bad people who pretend to help you, but are only there to cash in on some ego... (lyrics below)
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Mastering by Amy Dragon (Telegraph Mastering, US, Portland)
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Lyrics

Say to me
What’s wrong, your need
Strip your skin
Lie down and speak,
Listen up, my silence is golden
Take your pill
Enjoy your sin

Fill my notebook with empty spaces
Nobody looks, you will never heal
Therapy’s like a religion
All you need is love and absolution
I don’t think you could ever heal,
Please take your pill
And pay my bill
Please take your pill
And pay my bill

Don’t pretend, you’re well and sane
I could lock you in a cell
Be aware, your sadness, my business
Stop to cry
I’ll always be there

Fill my notebook with empty spaces
Nobody looks, you will never heal
Therapy’s like a religion
All you need is love and absolution
I don’t think you could ever heal,
Please take your pill
And pay my bill
Please take your pill
And pay my bill

Endless Therapy

Written with a certain bitterness and a deep desire to rebel, it speaks directly to our apathy and our tendency to prefer the security of a life, even a boring one, rather than taking on risky choices. It is a cry to awaken a conscience, the one we carry with us in our own lives.

- Lyrics

You’ve never been yourself
You’ve never loved yourself
Alone you cry along
Never find a friend

It makes me wonder why
You need to be so lonely

You’ve never been insane
You’ve never been in rage
Sow the crap you hide
What is deep inside

It makes me wonder why
You need to be so lonely
In your tiny town
A shitty place to love
It makes me wonder why
You want to be so lonely
Try another way
Like a punch in your face

Do whatever you want
Exploding rocks, exploding faces
Don’t hope any kindness
Find you some reasons
An idea, a lie
Don’t wait any kindness

Be Yourself

It's about the feeling of emptiness from our use of social media. The digital delirium that affect every life. A way to say "fuck it" to the obligation to act like someone else on the internet. So many people establish rules to follow, and they would say to you the best way to do it to be "successful". There are the extension of the identity war which exist since the their steps of pop music. In my music, in the lyrics, the invincible king (algorithm) pray you to share...

Lyrics :

Everyone does anything to
Get attention
No failing pictures on my feed
I’m watching
I’m feeling bad and so empty
I don’t know what to post today
I’m cheating, smiling, feigning bliss
What’s matters is my daily face

Don’t be so shy cause everyone
Wants to see
Your life for seconds
and sexy reels
Get erections
I’m feeling bad and so empty
I don’t know what to post today
I’m cheating, smiling, feigning bliss
What’s matters is my daily face

Why you‘re so troubled
Show me your lips
Please do you best
Moving your lips 
Connect yourself into the War
Made by the youngest child on earth / on the earth
I never feel sick, satisfied
Intoxicate me with your trips
I need you love
I need your love

Wartags

About guru preaching about a second hidden sun...
I really enjoy playing the guitar riff, simple, but a great hook I think. The solo at the end is my personal touch, inspired by many other great solo... maybe one day one of you will learn it, dont know !
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Lyrics :

Bring to me the proof, the chain,
The stones you lay on the trail.
Show me how you trade a brain,
Your tricks to drain a vein

Jesus Christ, don’t you have another
Crap to sell, a song to spell
Focus on the pain you tell
WTF you said on my fate
I’m not one of yours
There’s no hidden sun

Open wide my lids, my ears
The learned is now a nerd
Shake my hands, ring the bell,
The sheeps won’t be late

Jesus Christ, don’t you have another
Crap to sell, a song to spell
Focus on the love and the pain
WTF you said on my fate
I’m not one of yours
There’s no hidden sun

(It’s just the sun rise)

Ok Trouble

Hidden Sun

hi
I write, sing and produce indie rock songs. (I do folk music, sometimes).
I drain inspiration from 90's music and more recent artist. I do everything myself (I try - not mastering), so cleary you could find some imperfections.
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I'd like to thanks Telegraph Mastering - Amy Dragon for the mastering of my first 4 songs.

Sixteen of May

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