More songs by Armenta
Description
A sad toast to love that quietly evaporated, leaving behind emptiness and too many questions. Memories of nights when everything seemed eternal collide with the cold truth - now you have to look for warmth in other lips. The pain sounds direct, unadorned, like a desire to simply disappear for a while, while your heart licks its fresh wounds. And in this despair there is a strange freedom: to finally allow yourself to think only of yourself.