More songs by MAYOT
Description
Summer in this sound is hotter than asphalt under bare feet. The air seems to be deliberately roasting, and the sun plays tag with your gaze. Everything around is stripped down, frivolous, and slightly overheated - as if the world has decided to throw a party with no dress code. And amid this heat, the main question arises: who is looking at whom more intensely - us at the stars, or them at us?