Hématome Lyrics in English L'Impératrice

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Hématome by L'Impératrice from French to English.

Don't talk to me about feelings

I already know we'd lie to each other

You're way better when you fake it

Behind the screen

Rather than in real life

You say "like", what do you really like

You mix up the heart and self-interest

If you wanna play the compliment game

Do it harder

Than I do

I've watched you so much without saying a word

I could've counted all your atoms

I'd like to leave but I've got nothing to run from

I've got you under my skin like a bruise

Who can fix people who break

Nobody sees my eyes wearing out

'Cause by believing in it so much

I forget this world is fake

To avoid dying on your canvas

I had magnets put in your eyes

Never forget I'm all yours

As much as them

Obviously

Identical, blame the codes

We can only count on our fingers

I get up at photocall time

To be sure

You see me

I've watched you so much without saying a word

I could've counted all your atoms

I'd like to leave but I've got nothing to run from

I've got you under my skin like a bruise

Who can fix people who break

Nobody sees my eyes wearing out

'Cause by believing in it so much

I forget this world is fake

I've watched you so much without saying a word

I could've counted all your atoms

I'd like to leave but I've got nothing to run from

I've got you under my skin like a bruise

Who can fix people who break

Nobody sees my eyes wearing out

'Cause by believing in it so much

I forget this world is fake

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SONG MEANING

L’Impératrice wraps a silky disco groove around a very modern ache in Hématome. The singer talks to a partner who shines online but falters face-to-face. Compliments, likes, and heart-emojis rain down, yet they feel as hollow as pixels. She watches him so closely she could “count all his atoms,” but the intimacy is only screen-deep. Instead of love, what lingers under her skin is a bruise—the French word “hématome” paints that stinging, purple reminder of something that looked beautiful yet hurt on contact.

The song asks: Who heals the people who break themselves chasing virtual perfection? The narrator’s eyes grow tired, believing in a world that turns out to be fake, but she remains magnetized, waking up early for photocalls just to be seen. It is a bittersweet dance track about the gap between curated personas and real connection, the swelling pain of devotion that leaves a mark, and the quiet fear that logging off might feel emptier than staying in the illusion.

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L'Impératrice Hématome Lyrics