ハレンチ

The city in this song is like a party where no one is happy to see each other. Everyone is rushing around, everyone is busy, but inside it's still empty and noisy. Love here is more like experimenting with your heart and body: you try, you rush in, you look for confirmation, and in the morning you discover that once again, “nothing, nothing, nothing.”

The music sounds like the inner monologue of a person who laughs, swears, and suddenly starts crying in the middle of a neon-lit street. There is a lot of youth in it, rushing to grow up, but still getting lost in naive “da di la di la.” And somewhere behind this chaos, amid hatred for cold Tokyo and longing for a phone call, the main thing can be guessed: even in the loudest confessions, there is a silence that you so desperately want to fill with something.