More songs by RNT
Description
When your head is foggy and your heart seems to be beating, but somehow with difficulty, you just want to press “pause” and be quiet for a while. The morning begins with an angel and ends with someone's fangs, intertwined with sweat, blood, and mild paranoia. Everything is a little worn, like an old T-shirt from a festival where you can't remember if you cried under it or were just too drunk. This is a song for those who thought they were used to their inner hell, but were surprised again by how noisy it is. Sad, dark, honest. And at the same time, with a kind of teenage defiance towards the world: “I may be falling apart, but I'll keep running.”