Не такая

Here, there is no filter or tenderness: fast alcohol instead of preambles, passion at speed, where every movement is a game of survival. Words are like sharp slaps: abrupt, rough, but that's what makes them so captivating.

This isn't about romance and candles, but about the spark of a short circuit, when “you're not like that” sounds like a mantra, and secrecy is the only protection from reality. The music smells of smoke, gasoline, and forbidden adrenaline, which is hard to break away from, even when everything inside is screaming “stop.”