My Bad

Wild habits, roads under your wheels, and whiskey in your glass - a combination that usually leads to trouble. But suddenly it turns out that all this can even be attractive if you have someone by your side who can laugh at your chaos and embrace it as if it were the best version of stability. Here, “my mistake” sounds not like an apology, but like a trademark - slightly cheeky, slightly stubborn, but touching in its own way. And who would have thought that you could find better harmony on the hood of a pickup truck than in any treatise on love.