Scared, evil, scheming. Snarling notes rise up into a tick-tock Scared, evil, scheming. Snarling notes rise up into a tick-tock rhythm and nightmare piano mumbles underneath rolling percussion. Screeching notes convey an intimidating energy. A desolate landscape filled with danger and intrigue. Strings display caution and panic, as sharp quick instrumentation illustrates imminent danger.
Scared, evil, scheming. Snarling notes rise up into a tick-tock Scared, evil, scheming. Snarling notes rise up into a tick-tock rhythm and nightmare piano mumbles underneath rolling percussion. Screeching notes convey an intimidating energy. A desolate landscape filled with danger and intrigue. Strings display caution and panic, as sharp quick instrumentation illustrates imminent danger. Stripped back underscore version.
Scared, evil, scheming. Snarling notes rise up into a tick-tock Scared, evil, scheming. Snarling notes rise up into a tick-tock rhythm conveying panic and time running out. Screeching notes convey an intimidating energy. A desolate landscape filled with danger and intrigue. Abrupt impacts convey danger. Stripped back sparse underscore version.
Tense, industrial, flashy. Rough guitars layer for charged riff Tense, industrial, flashy. Rough guitars layer for charged riff supported by electronic resonant synths and taken up by pacy percussion. Chugging rock is joined by strings before landing in eerie section with synth chords and minor chords conveying concern and creepiness. Explosion back into main sequence with air of worry and tenacity.
Tense, industrial, flashy. Rough guitar layer for charged riff Tense, industrial, flashy. Rough guitar layer for charged riff supported by electronic resonant synths and taken up by pacy percussion. Chugging rock is joined by strings before landing in eerie section with synth chords and minor chords conveying concern and creepiness. Explosion back into main sequence with air of worry and tenacity. Stripped back underscore version.
Cinematic texture. Weird with a deep sense of unease. Build-up @ 0'57 Cinematic texture. Weird with a deep sense of unease. Build-up @ 0'57 with rough growly sounds. Scary climax @ 1'41 with an accelerating ominous beat. Suggested for crime investigation, thrillers & horror trailers.
Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, instrumentation builds to provide a strong and hearty backing. Strings lifting major chords into large burst of drums @ 0'41. Power chords and large drumming gives epic indie rock feeling. Uplifting and strong. Male vocals sing about the unknown and taking to life with intensity and a lust for positivity, buoyed by adrenaline and spirit. Break @ 3'00 gives opportunity for second large build-up, explosive hopefulness.歌词
Neon signs, electric souls, We’re lighting up the dark, Filling up the streets, It’s like the heavens opened up, Don’t know where to go, Or where the hell we are, Never understood the purpose of it all.
You’ve got that crazy look again, You seem different somehow, Whatever’s on your mind, It’s hard to figure out, I feel a little mesmerized, Right under your spell, Whatever lies ahead, Is out of my control.
But it led me here, It's all starting to unfold, You led me here, Like taking blood from stone, It led me here.
Hey, you’ve got me feeling, Like a bullet in the sky, What a time to be alive! Hey, you’ve got me believing, I’ve never been the one before, But it’s right before my eyes.
Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, instrumentation builds to provide a strong and hearty backing. Strings lifting major chords into large burst of drums @ 0'41. Power chords and large drumming gives epic indie rock feeling. Uplifting and strong. Break @ 3'00 gives opportunity for second large build-up, explosive hopefulness. Instrumental version.
Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, instrumentation builds to provide a strong and hearty backing. Strings lifting major chords. Uplifting and strong. Break @ 3'00 gives opportunity for second large build-up, explosive hopefulness. Stripped back underscore version.
Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock energy, fuzzy male vocals give a sense of dirt. Lyrics about breaking things and a burning feeling in one's soul. An unspeakable passion. A ruthless energy from heavy drums and raucous guitar. Triumph through the rough parts of existence through a strength and tenacity.歌词
Can you hear me? I'm running on empty, into the wild, Fire beneath my feet, there's a home not far from reach, Are we foolish, For breaking it down when there's no one around? Silence at its peak, the whole world's listening.
There’s a burning in my soul, Like we’ve been here once before, I can feel it in my bones.
When we rise, I see the fire in your eyes, Burning through me like the sun, Got that devil by your side, Come alive, you're no failure by design, When you think you’ve jumped the gun, Are you ready when we rise?
Inner motion, tearing me up in my own head, It's gotten under my skin, tripping me up once again, I'm not broken, I'm wearing you down piece by piece, Playing with your faith—there’s a sudden twist of fate.
Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock energy. A ruthless energy from heavy drums and raucous sharp guitar. Triumph through the rough parts of existence through strength and tenacity. An anti-hero energy. Instrumental version.
Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock energy. A ruthless energy from heavy drums and raucous sharp guitar. Triumph through the rough parts of existence through strength and tenacity. An anti-hero energy. Stripped back underscore version.
Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer a rebellious rock energy. Male vocals sail on fast-paced rhythm breaking into emo-rock breakthrough with slick solo. An impassioned person displaying commitment and devotion through powerful rock energy. Jangly bass @ 2'13 is joined by rousing voices. Explosive passion.歌词
You can run the distance, You're the apple of my eye, Build up resistance like a desert running dry, Holding onto business, it might be the last time, I swear to God that you would make angels cry.
You're the voice of reason, I'm the compromise, And all you need to know is, You’re a hero in my eyes, You're the face I see when, I'm blinded by the light, I just want you to know that, You’re a hero in my eyes.
Uh oh, we're back here once again, We must've missed the turn, I start to backpedal my head, But nothing seems to work, Who’s there knocking on my door, Rattling my cage? Wish I could see right through the walls, I guess I'll have to wait.
Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer a rebellious rock energy. Breaking into emo-rock breakthrough with slick solo. An impassioned person displaying commitment and devotion through powerful rock energy. Jangly bass @ 2'13 is joined by rousing voices. Explosive passion. Instrumental version.
Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and jangly bass Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and jangly bass offer a rebellious rock energy. Breaking into emo-rock breakthrough with slick solo. An impassioned person displaying commitment and devotion through powerful rock energy. Explosive passion. Stripped back underscore version.
Climactic, sci fi, heroic. High pitched calling of alarm-like sound Climactic, sci fi, heroic. High pitched calling of alarm-like sound followed by rumbling snarling synth bass. An atmosphere of danger and intrigue. Big boom @ 0'33 ushers in hero sequence with defiant strings and a marching rhythm among war drums. A sense of passion and exploration. An individual searching the furthest reaches of the world or the universe.
Climactic, sci fi, heroic. High pitched calling of alarm-like sound Climactic, sci fi, heroic. High pitched calling of alarm-like sound followed by rumbling snarling synth bass with a quiet atmosphere of danger and intrigue. Defiant strings offer sense of passion and exploration. An individual searching the furthest reaches of the world or the universe. Stripped back underscore version.
Explorative, futuristic, determined. Muffled percussion gives rise to Explorative, futuristic, determined. Muffled percussion gives rise to pianos and cascading melodies, before rising up on the back of heroic strings. Rumbling return @ 0'37 with shiny melody offering a sense of decadent wonder and awe. Scenes of worlds shrouded in darkness and spaceships careering through the air.
Explorative, futuristic, determined. Quiet strings and piano rise up Explorative, futuristic, determined. Quiet strings and piano rise up with a feeling of heroism. Rumbling synth and strings offer a flurry of emotion and passion. Scenes of worlds shrouded in darkness and spaceships careering through the air. Stripped back underscore version.
Panicked, intense, fated. Swirling strings formulate behind a rushed Panicked, intense, fated. Swirling strings formulate behind a rushed and sharp sequence, glittering with synth notes behind. Chugging rhythm starts @ 0'36, building with drums. Bit hit @ 1'19 as drums build again. An epic crescendo to a battle or final showdown. Synth notes at the end push a sense of dread and overwhelming power. Battle-ready and prepared to fight.
Panicked, intense, fated. Swirling strings formulate behind a rushed Panicked, intense, fated. Swirling strings formulate behind a rushed and sharp sequence, glittering with synth notes behind. Chugging rhythm starts @ 0'36. An epic crescendo to a battle or final showdown. Battle-ready and prepared to fight. Stripped back underscore version.
Theatrical, electrified, prepared. Murky impact leads into bright Theatrical, electrified, prepared. Murky impact leads into bright landscape of bells and synths. Arpeggiating notes fall into a steady rhythm. Haunting element of moaning bells, backed by big sharp impacts. War drum style offers a fiery revolutionary power. Screeching siren sounds. A chaotic situation, and a hero rising from the maelstrom to defend the earth. Contrast of quiet and louder sections gives a sense of dynamic energy.
Theatrical, electrified, prepared. Murky impact leads into bright Theatrical, electrified, prepared. Murky impact leads into bright landscape of bells and synths. Arpeggiating notes fall into a steady rhythm. Haunting element of moaning bells. Screeching siren sounds. A chaotic situation, and a hero rising from the maelstrom to defend the earth. Contrast of quiet and louder sections gives a sense of dynamic energy. Stripped back underscore version.
Stoic, monumental, dancey. Echoing string instruments sets out a Stoic, monumental, dancey. Echoing string instruments sets out a defiant energy, pushing out on its own with a daunting melody, welcoming in slowly emerging dance beat which explodes with a modern bold energy. Fast house beat fringed by traditional instruments and middle-eastern chanting. Tone shift back to triumphant and significant energy @ 1'30 building back into full cool beat.
Stoic, monumental, dancey. Echoing string instruments sets out a Stoic, monumental, dancey. Echoing string instruments sets out a defiant energy, pushing out on its own with a daunting melody, welcoming in slowly emerging dance beat which explodes with a modern bold energy. Fast house beat fringed by traditional instruments. Tone shift back to triumphant and significant energy at 01:30 building back into full cool beat. Instrumental version.
Stoic, monumental, dancey. Echoing string instruments sets out a Stoic, monumental, dancey. Echoing string instruments sets out a defiant energy, pushing out on its own with a daunting melody, welcoming in slowly emerging dance beat which explodes with a modern bold energy. Fast house beat fringed by traditional instruments. Tone shift back to triumphant and significant energy at 01:30 building back into full cool beat. Stripped back underscore version.
Stoic, monumental, dancey. Echoing string instruments sets out a Stoic, monumental, dancey. Echoing string instruments sets out a defiant energy, pushing out on its own with a daunting melody, welcoming in slowly emerging dance beat which explodes with a modern bold energy. Fast house beat. Tone shift back to triumphant and significant energy @ 1'30 building back into full cool beat. Stripped back underscore version.
Nu metal/alternative metal. Imperious & aggressive. Song in Chinese Nu metal/alternative metal. Imperious & aggressive. Song in Chinese about wandering around a neighborhood in Beijing: “I came to Chaoyang North Road in search of a real heartbeat, day and night go round and round endlessly.” Rock band & singer.歌词
A pounding heartbeat
The scent of rot
An empty corner
That fire keeps burning on
So many illusions, so many hopes
So many late-night drifters walk this road alone
Dim streetlights casting blurry doubts
Who confides in whom, and who’s telling lies?
Raise a glass, forget yesterday
Forget the promises we used to make
Endless streams, year after year
Chaoyang North Road marks time with memories
All we’ve been through—it’s not that bad
Don’t let life shrink like dust
All we’ve been through—it’s not that bad
We don’t need anyone to understand
A pounding heartbeat
The scent of rot
An empty corner
That fire keeps burning on
The tracks of desire
Waiting for the next second
Those who left, those we forgot
Have become my crutch
Two points make a line, grinding down my edges
No matter how late, I can’t sleep
Beer and freedom—what I hold dear
I came to Chaoyang North Road craving one true heartbeat
Day and night endlessly rotate
This is a game called survival
Schemes, desires, deceit—
Am I your brother or your weapon?
All we’ve been through—it’s not that bad
Don’t let life shrink like dust
All we’ve been through—it’s not that bad
We don’t need anyone to understand
A pounding heartbeat
The scent of rot
An empty corner
That fire keeps burning on
The tracks of desire
Waiting for the next second
Those who left, those we forgot
Have become my crutch
I know—
When someone comes, someone else leaves
I know—
Behind every smile, a silent helplessness
You look away on purpose
You look away on purpose
You look away on purpose
Just get the hell out of my world
A pounding heartbeat
The scent of rot
An empty corner
That fire keeps burning on
Français:
Un battement de cœur qui cogne
L’odeur de la pourriture
Un coin vide
Ce feu continue de brûler
Tant d’illusions, tant d’espoirs
Tant d’âmes errantes de nuit marchent seules sur cette route
Des réverbères ternes projettent des doutes flous
Qui se confie à qui, et qui ment ?
Levons notre verre, oublions hier
Oublions les promesses qu’on faisait autrefois
Des flux sans fin, année après année
Chaoyang North Road marque le temps avec des souvenirs
Tout ce qu’on a traversé — ce n’est pas si terrible
Ne laisse pas la vie se réduire en poussière
Tout ce qu’on a traversé — ce n’est pas si terrible
On n’a pas besoin que quelqu’un comprenne
Un battement de cœur qui cogne
L’odeur de la pourriture
Un coin vide
Ce feu continue de brûler
Les traces du désir
Attendant la seconde suivante
Ceux qui sont partis, ceux qu’on a oubliés
Sont devenus ma béquille
Deux points font une ligne, usant mes contours
Peu importe l’heure, je n’arrive pas à dormir
Bière et liberté — ce à quoi je tiens
Je suis venu sur Chaoyang North Road en quête d’un vrai battement de cœur
Le jour et la nuit tournent sans fin
C’est un jeu appelé survie
Magouilles, désirs, tromperies —
Suis-je ton frère ou ton arme ?
Tout ce qu’on a traversé — ce n’est pas si terrible
Ne laisse pas la vie se réduire en poussière
Tout ce qu’on a traversé — ce n’est pas si terrible
On n’a pas besoin que quelqu’un comprenne
Un battement de cœur qui cogne
L’odeur de la pourriture
Un coin vide
Ce feu continue de brûler
Les traces du désir
Attendant la seconde suivante
Ceux qui sont partis, ceux qu’on a oubliés
Sont devenus ma béquille
Je sais —
Quand quelqu’un arrive, quelqu’un d’autre s’en va
Je sais —
Derrière chaque sourire, il y a une impuissance silencieuse
Tu détournes le regard exprès
Tu détournes le regard exprès
Tu détournes le regard exprès
Fous le camp de mon monde
Un battement de cœur qui cogne
L’odeur de la pourriture
Un coin vide
Ce feu continue de brûler
Nu metal. Energetic, determined, and proud. Song in Chinese about Nu metal. Energetic, determined, and proud. Song in Chinese about personal destiny: “I was born on the streets, a pure bastard, from birth.” Rock band and singer.歌词
English:
Listen up —
Just ’cause no one raised me
Doesn’t mean my world ain’t clear to me
I never cared for pride or pain
Or what the hell “safety” is supposed to mean
Grew up with no direction —
Hands off the wheel, no one steered me right
I was born on the streets —
A born bastard ready to fight
Bastard.
Glory? Gotta trade your life
Try preaching to me — you won’t survive
Sunrise means sleep
Sundown is the grind
One girl can tear this world apart
Sweat for survival — hustle is an art
Someone starts a mess?
We bring war, no regret
They say my heart is too dark, too cold
I was born on the streets — never sold
Fake and weak — I can’t stand it
Flex and fame — I can’t stand it
Now we got our own lane
No whining, no drama — we still bring pain
Still chasing dreams, fire in the brain
But so many things I can’t explain
Why styles die so fast?
Why you call my truth “too weird” to last?
Why fake stars get rich overnight
But my kindness always turns to fights?
Is love still real? Are dreams still alive?
Is faith still burning? Can we still survive?
Wishing I’d never cry
No ties, no lies
Wake up in a place I don’t recognize
My brothers are drunk — now it’s my time to speak
Big bro says, “I got honey and money, we don’t fear a thing”
We don’t fear a thing.
We don’t fear a thing.
If you scared — call me daddy and let the bad thoughts sink
Let go, don’t fight
Some things ain't worth the strife
We grew up here — and that’s why we’re tough inside
Born on the streets
Real minds, no mask
Born on the streets
Ain’t afraid of the past
Listen up —
Just ’cause no one raised me
Doesn’t mean I don’t see the world clearly
Strength, pride, safety — never meant shit to me
Français:
Écoute bien
Le fait que personne ne m’ait jamais encadré ne définit pas ma vision du monde
Peu m’importe qu’on parle de force, d’orgueil ou de sentiment de sécurité
J’ai laissé ma route à ceux qui ne savaient même pas où aller
Je suis né dans la rue — un enfoiré pur jus, dès la naissance
Un enfoiré
La gloire, ça s’achète avec la vie
Essaie de me faire la morale et t’es foutu tôt ou tard
Je me couche au lever du soleil, et c’est là que tout commence
À cause d’une femme, tout peut partir en vrille
Chaque jour, je sue sang et eau pour survivre
Tu veux foutre le bordel ? Ce sera la guerre mondiale
On dit que mon cœur est trop sale, trop mauvais, trop sombre
Mais je suis né dans la rue, et je trahirai jamais
L’hypocrisie et la faiblesse
Je peux pas les supporter
La frime et les faux-semblants
Je peux pas les encaisser
Aujourd’hui, on a créé notre propre camp
Pas besoin de gémir pour vous mettre à terre
Je n’abandonne pas, j’ai encore des rêves pour demain
Mais y a encore trop de choses que je pige pas
Pourquoi les styles musicaux passent de mode si vite ?
Pourquoi tu trouves toujours mes idées bizarres ?
Pourquoi les stars gagnent du fric à la vitesse de la lumière ?
Pourquoi mes bonnes intentions finissent toujours en blessure ?
Mes idéaux, ma passion
Est-ce qu’ils existent encore ?
Ma persévérance, ma foi
Est-ce qu’ils tiennent toujours debout ?
Combien j’aimerais que mes larmes ne tombent plus
Rien à perdre, personne à retenir
Et quand je me réveille, je sais même plus où je suis
Les potes ont picolé, c’est à moi de prendre le micro
Et il m’a dit : "j’ai le fric et les meufs, mec"
"J’ai peur de rien, fais ce que tu veux"
Rien me fait peur
Rien du tout
Si t’as la trouille, appelle-moi papa
Laisse tomber tous tes soucis
Y a des choses, faut juste pas s’acharner
Ceux qui ont grandi ici ont le cœur blindé
Né dans la rue
Pensées brutes et vraies
Né dans la rue
Et rien ne me fait peur
Écoute bien
Le fait que personne ne m’ait jamais encadré ne définit pas ma vision du monde
Peu m’importe qu’on parle de force, d’orgueil ou de sentiment de sécurité
