Description
A look that conveys too much fatigue for one person, as if even the mirrors have grown tired of his smile.
The words sound not like a complaint, but like a chronicle: risks, shadows, smoke, prison, and the feeling that life is constantly playing by its own, unfamiliar rules.
And yet, amid this grim truth, there is movement - dancing, roads, attempts to escape, at least for a night.
The sad eyes remain, but there is a fire in them that cannot be extinguished.
Producer: Reckol x Berk Erdemanar
Arrangement: Reckol
Mixing: Hypzex x Glam x Reckol
Mastering: Berk Erdemanar