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Cannes
Alternative
Cannes was released on November 8, 2025 by Independent as a part of the album Cannes - Single
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Release DateNovember 8, 2025
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fanny Alexandra
Fanny Alexandra
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fanny Alexandra
Fanny Alexandra
Producer

Lyrics

I woke to a croissant and a craving
Salt air seducing but my veins misbehaving
Palm trees swayed like they knew what I'd done
Another ghost sunburnt beneath the Côte d'Azur sun
My mirror still lies with a face I half know
Mascara constellations where the tear-stars go
This city sells dreams like Dior sells despair
Even sobriety sparkles with decadent flair
They said fifteen you'll feel like yourself again
But what if myself is a stranger in pain
I trace old temptations in sidewalk mosaics
Where glass once kissed blood in champagne-drenched basements
On the fifteenth I breathe like I've never before
No white lies in lines on a marble floor
The glitter is gone but my eyes are wide
I'm not high but I'm somehow alive
On the fifteenth the silence sings sweet
And my heart finds a hesitant human beat
I don't need the rush just the real just the rain
Let the craving come it won't carve me again
The cafés whisper in cruel past tense
I sip bitter thoughts with a side of pretense
My shadow once wore Louboutin pride
Now I lace up resolve just to walk outside
Coc*** was a lover with lips full of lies
A sleek little snake in a glassy disguise
She called me divine then she clawed out my sleep
I buried her name in the waves six feet deep
Withdrawal's a ballet with barbed-wire grace
Dancing on razors in satin and lace
My brain is a riot my bones still shake
But Cannes doesn't judge she just lets me break
I see ghosts in the fountains gods in the trash
Chanel-covered wounds and a need for the flash
But pain in the spotlight still flickers and dies
And healing my dear wears no clever disguise
On the fifteenth I rise with the gulls and the tide
No more nights where I vanish inside
No chemic*** black no shimmering lie
Just me and the sky just me and the sky
On the fifteenth I'm bruised but I'm back
With no need to vanish in coc*** black
I'm not healed but I'm here and I'm holding my pen
Fifteen days clean I won't go back again
I walk past the parties the velvet and wine
The scent of temptation still dances like thyme
But I've tasted that kingdom it crumbled like chalk
So I'm learning to crave the sound of my walk
No need** no nosebl*** no battle with sleep
Just silence and sandals and secrets I keep
Not quite a saint but no longer a slave
Fifteen days clean and I dug my own grave—
Then crawled out
On the fifteenth I bloom like a weed through the stone
Breaking in beauty forgotten alone
No borrowed euphoria no stage no disguise
Just breath in my lungs and gold in the skies
On the fifteenth no diamonds no deals
Just the quietest proof that recovery heals
Not perfect not pure but I stand with my hands
Empty and open
Free in Cannes
In Cannes the city I've chosen
Written by: Fanny Alexandra
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