Pensão

It seems like a song coming straight from under a hood, worn not for style but to avoid eye contact with people and their questions. Everything is too much - feelings, mistakes, other people's expectations, noise in your head. Where there should be love, there is suspicion and child support. Where you want silence, there are loud conclusions and other people's mouths. The pulse is uneven, thoughts fall like screws from an old console. And the voice seems to click on the nerves: fast, sharp, without apology. The track is not about pity. It's about fatigue. And about what it's like to be in the middle of a life that no one was going to make easy.