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Night falls gently, but with character: the air is cold, and the voice draws closer - like the first cigarette in the morning and the last beer at night at the same time. Everything here seems to come in pairs: warm and sharp, familiar and dangerous - the fruity fire in the stove, the hand reaching for the stove and the motor. The words fall into simple metaphors that seem to pour tea with a handful of gasoline into a cup - surprisingly warm and slightly ticklish.

The essence is not in loud confessions, but in the little things that the heart clings to: the first “tshik” of the day, the filter on a cigarette, a warm nipple in a frosty yard. The request to stay doesn't sound like a plea, but like a habit you don't want to break: keeping close what warms and ignites you at the same time. A little cheeky, a little homely - and that's the beauty of it: you want to smile and snuggle up to the noise that promises not to let you go.

Producer: Suki

Producer: Mo Nomad

Engineer: Noah Reichert

Mastering Engineer: Noah Reichert

Mixing Engineer: Noah Reichert

Instrumentalist: Milorad Cvetkovic

Composer: Laurenz Ollinger

Composer: Moritz Fardin

Composer: Isaac Hartmeyer.

Composer: Paul Manal

Lyricist: Lorenz Ollinger

Lyricist: Moritz Fardin

Lyricist: Isaac Hartmeyer

Lyricist: Paul Manal