Some times you just have to let it burn! Releases 31/07/2026 This album combines the saddest boy genre with more heavy undertones. more

"But Not My Voice" is probably the most personal song I've ever written. In it, I look back at my childhood through the eyes of the woman I've become. I sing about a mother who never abandoned me, who truly loved me, yet stayed silent when I needed her voice more than anything. . I never say what happened. Instead, this song explores the invisible cost of protecting appearances, preserving family peace, or defending a family name when the truth is asking to be heard. As I wrote it, I realized my anger wasn't only toward my mother. It was also toward all the women before her who had been taught that silence was sometimes the only way to survive. . Today, I think I understand her choices without pretending they didn't leave scars. Understanding doesn't give me my childhood back. It simply allows me to lay down a part of the weight I've been carrying for so long. . "But Not My Voice" isn't a song about blame. It's a song about love, fear, inherited silence, and the courage it takes to become the first person who refuses to pass that silence on. This is my way of reclaiming a voice that, despite everything, was never truly lost. . ============================ . [VERSE] I still remember Saturday mornings Your hand around my little wrist You made the world feel warm enough Like nothing bad could ever exist The house was full of ordinary days Pictures smiling on every wall But somewhere underneath the quiet Something small began to fall . [PRE CHORUS] I searched your eyes a thousand times Looking for the words we'd never say . [CHORUS] You held my hand... but not my voice You made the safest of impossible choices Saving names that had been standing for years While I learned to live beside my fears I know your love was always real I know you carried what you couldn't heal But silence always keeps the cost... And I was the one who paid it all . [VERSE] No broken doors, no screaming nights Just careful smiles and folded grace Adults pretending not to notice The shadow written on my face It wasn't only you, I know There were women long before your time Passing down the same old answer "Keep the peace and you'll survive." . [PRE CHORUS] Maybe every generation Called survival something else . [CHORUS] You held my hand... but not my voice You made the safest of impossible choices Saving names that had been standing for years While I learned to live beside my fears I know your love was always real I know you carried what you couldn't heal But silence always keeps the cost... And I was the one who paid it all . [BRIDGE] Now I see the girl inside my mother Trying not to watch her whole world break Maybe you were fighting different monsters Maybe you gave all that you could make I finally understand your reasons Without pretending they were right Understanding brings me closer... It never gives my childhood back . [FINAL CHORUS] You held my hand... but not my voice Love and fear can make impossible choices I don't hate the woman that you were I hate the silence we preferred I'll carry neither shame nor blame I won't protect a family name If healing starts with telling truth... Then let it start with memore

(English) . I wrote this song by giving a voice to everything she never actually said. Not with words, but through her patience, her silence, the way she kept showing up while I was too busy surviving to truly see her. . For a long time, I thought work was protecting me. I didn't realize that someone was quietly asking me to believe again. She never demanded that I forget my past. She only hoped I would stop confusing her with it. . Today, I hear every sentence she never spoke. Every gesture I misunderstood. Every chance I let slip away because fear sounded more convincing than love. . This song is my way of saying what I should have understood while she was still there. Sometimes the loudest conversations are the ones that happen without a single word... and sometimes you only learn to hear them after the silence is all that's left. . ============================ . (Français) . J'ai écrit cette chanson en donnant une voix à tout ce qu'elle ne m'a jamais réellement dit. Pas avec des mots, mais à travers sa patience, ses silences, sa manière de continuer à être là pendant que j'étais trop occupé à survivre pour vraiment la voir. . Pendant longtemps, j'ai cru que le travail me protégeait. Je n'avais pas compris que quelqu'un essayait discrètement de m'apprendre à croire de nouveau. Elle ne m'a jamais demandé d'oublier mon passé. Elle espérait seulement que j'arrête de le confondre avec elle. . Aujourd'hui, j'entends toutes les phrases qu'elle n'a jamais prononcées. Tous les gestes que j'ai mal interprétés. Toutes les occasions que j'ai laissées s'échapper parce que la peur me semblait plus convaincante que l'amour. . Cette chanson est ma façon de dire tout ce que j'aurais dû comprendre pendant qu'elle était encore là. Parfois, les conversations les plus fortes sont celles qui n'ont jamais besoin de mots... et parfois, on n'apprend à les entendre que lorsqu'il ne reste plus que le silence. . ============================ . [COUPLET] T'as jamais renié l'amour T'as seulement cessé d'y consentir Trois hommes ont sculpté ton regard Qui parlent plus fort que tous mes mots T'as élevé ton sanctuaire au travail Là où nul ne profane la parole Où la confiance épouse les heures Et le silence console . [PRÉ-REFRAIN] Trois hommes ont sculpté ton regard Bien avant d'effleurer mon histoire On ne ressuscite jamais d'la peur... Moi j'demeure encore à cette heure . [REFRAIN] Une parcelle d'amour... Une parcelle d'audace... Une parcelle de foi pour respirer... T'as fait du travail ton dernier foyer Pendant qu'la vie suppliait d'entrer Tu crois choisir ton avenir Moi j'crois qu'tu redoutes d'guérir Un jour tu prononceras mon prénom trop tard... Quand j'serai plus qu'une mémoire dans l'brouillard . [COUPLET] J't'ai jamais implorée d'effacer Les vestiges que l'on t'a légués J'voulais seulement qu'tu distingues Mon cœur de tes anciens vertiges Tu protèges la paix derrière tes remparts Comme si l'amour exigeait toujours son tribut Mais chaque mur que t'élèves contre la douleur Écarte aussi la vertu . [PRÉ-REFRAIN] Tes spectres t'interdisent d'oser Voilà pourquoi tu m'laisses passer J'peux pas combattre l'invisible... Si croire en moi t'est impossible . [REFRAIN] Une parcelle d'amour... Une parcelle d'audace... Une parcelle de foi pour respirer... T'as fait du travail ton dernier foyer Pendant qu'la vie suppliait d'entrer Tu crois choisir ton avenir Moi j'crois qu'tu redoutes d'guérir Un jour tu prononceras mon prénom trop tard... Quand j'serai plus qu'une mémoire dans l'brouillard . [OUTRO] Un jour tu comprendras... J'te demandais jamais D'absoudre le passé... Seulement... De m'accorder foi . =========================== . (English) . [VERSE] You never said you hated love You only stopped believing first Three men shaped the woman I see Still whisper louder than my words You built a home inside your work Where nothing breaks and nothing leaves Where trust is measured by the hours And silence lets you breathe [PRE-CHORUS] Three men shaped the woman I see Long before you looked at me Healing never grows from fear... I'm still standing here . [CHORUS] A touch of love... A touch of courage... A touch of faith to breathe again... You've made a home inside your working days While life keeps knocking in the rain You think you're choosing who you are I think you're choosing not to bleed One day you'll call my name too late... When I'm the memory you need . [VERSE] I never asked you to erase The battles written on your skin I only hoped you'd see the difference Between my heart and where you've been You guard your peace behind closed doors Afraid that love will ask too much But every wall that keeps pain out Keeps away my touch . [PRE-CHORUS] Ghosts still tell you not to try That's the reason you pass me by I can't fight what I can't see... If you won't believe in me . [CHORUS] A touch of love... A touch of courage... A touch of faith to breathe again... You've made a home inside your working days While life keeps knocking in the rain You think you're choosing who you are I think you're choosing not to bleed One day you'll call my name too late... When I'm the memory you need . [OUTRO] One day you'll understand I wasn't asking you To trust the past again Only to trust... Memore