By My Side

It's like the soundtrack to a summer night, when the air sticks to your skin and the asphalt radiates heat. The monotonous “heat-heat-heat” pulsates like the city's heartbeat, intertwining with the mantra “ride or die” - that very loyalty that needs no proof. Everything sounds simple, almost minimalistic, but there is power in this simplicity: a steady beat, repetition, light euphoria. The music doesn't explain - it burns through the space around, leaving only the two of them and their hot, unshakeable connection.