More songs by Jenevieve
Description
The dance floor smells of freedom and slight fatigue from other people's illusions. There is a hoarse mockery in the voice, as if someone had played at love for too long, and now only empty cards remain from the game. Light alcohol in a glass, shiny eyelashes at the approach of dawn, and a firm “no” that sounds louder than the entire bass. And how strangely beautiful it is to see naivety collide with a wall of cold honesty.
Lyrics and translation
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