Tough Luck

Anger here sounds almost like festive fireworks - bright, loud, and with pleasure from every explosion. Subtle hints are replaced by direct blows: the former “black cat of the neighborhood” is exposed, and no amount of charm can save him now.

Instead of tears, there is sarcasm; instead of forgiveness, there is dancing on the ruins of someone else's ego. Secrets spill out as easily as curses during a football game, and suddenly it becomes clear: it's not so much a great loss as a small victory.

In the end, all that remains is a dry “tough luck” - like a sentence that is more lighthearted than painful.

Lyrical video by Sasha Gimarainsh and Johnny Chu