Spring Lied to Me is a song about mistaking warmth for truth,
about running toward light that knew how to burn without caring.
Written, composed and creatively directed by Anas Amer.
This song was shaped through a new creative process where imagination,
emotion and modern tools meet — not to replace the artist,
but to extend his reach.
🎧 Best experienced with headphones.
🌒 Best felt alone.
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Lyrics & Music: Anas Amer
Creative Direction & Production: Anas Amer
© 2026 Anas Amer. All rights reserved.
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Lyrics:
(Spring Lied to Me)
We were born in the dark, love, proper pitch black
You were light I could see but never quite touch
I held on like a flame to the last bit of air
Ran straight into you, burning thin, burning bare
When I reached you at last, you were ice dressed as heat
Cold enough to look honest, clever enough to deceive
I melted you down, yeah, I gave you my breath
Your scent filled the room, filled the sky, filled my chest
For a moment the world only whispered your name
Then the silence came back… not the same
Spring lied to me, love, wore kindness like skin
Said “this is forever” while letting him in
I came just to breathe, never wanted control
But I found someone else already warm in your soul
Yeah, spring lied to me, dressed cruel up as kind
Left me holding the truth while you kept your disguise
Autumn turned on me, dragged my losses behind
Like a wounded old dog with a tail full of time
Your breeze round my neck wasn’t pulling me home
It was tightening slow, just to prove I was alone
Your eyes were the sea, Mediterranean blue
Standing right at the edge, scared to cross, wanting to drown in you
Morning dew touched my face, I slipped where I stood
Not into the water… into promises good
You smiled like a garden, but thorns owned the ground
I was bleeding right there while you swore you’d found none
Spring lied to me, love, wore kindness like skin
Said “this is forever” while letting him in
I came just to breathe, never wanted control
But I found someone else already warm in your soul
Yeah, spring lied to me, dressed cruel up as kind
Left me holding the truth while you kept your disguise
You saw every cut, yeah, you watched me fall apart
Dropped petals like sorry notes… too late for the heart
You weren’t the knife, but you pointed the way
Let someone else do it, kept your hands clean that day
It wasn’t love, wasn’t Eden, wasn’t fate
It was theatre, darling… and I took the bait
Rain’s falling on me now, washing guilt from my hands
Teaching me how to plant a safer kind of land
I miss the way you smelled when the lie felt true
But I don’t miss you
No… I don’t miss you
And that’s the truest thing
I’ve got left in me
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