More songs by Malcolm Todd
Description
When love turns into an icy display case, but inside it still aches, this is what happens: you seem to want to stay, but every gesture burns with cold. Memories of the “old version” become cozier than reality. You try to figure out whether it's love or a museum exhibit under glass. And the same “la-di-da” keeps spinning in your head, as if mocking you: no period, no comma, just a stuck record.
Cold, beautiful, and painfully honest - music about how hard it is to miss someone who is still there, but seems to have disappeared long ago.