Description
The words sound like frames from an old movie playing in slow motion: photographs, smells, strangers' eyes - everything is painfully familiar, and everything is no longer yours. This is not a sharp quarrel, but chronic melancholy: the habit of throwing yourself into the abyss of strangers' glances, believing in a happy ending, and then waking up on the floor with the feeling that the game ended unfairly.
The music envelops this text softly, like smoke in a movie theater: each word stretches out, as if clinging to the last chance to fix something. And in this viscous sadness there is irony - it seems that everything has long been clear, but the heart still chooses a role in which it can fall, breathe and admire again, even if the object of admiration has turned into an enemy. The result is not just a complaint, but a beautiful chronicle of how love turns into a habit of fighting with a shadow.
Lyrics and music: Mert Çodur
Editing, mixing, and mastering: Kerem Akdağ
Director: Mert Çodur
Director of photography and color: Ekrem Özdemir
Editor: Alperen Denizir
Styling: Irem İnanc
Lyrics and translation
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