MTL

The words linger like cigarette smoke in the semi-darkness - heavy but beautiful, leaving a trail of doubt and desire. It's all about finding a foothold: between other people's hands and your own dramas, between fatigue and ecstasy. Each verse is like a step along a thin line, where it's easy to fall but difficult to stop.

The music maintains a balance between confession and challenge. It raises the question of whether it's worth staying, then slips in a proud “au-dessus des nuages,” and there's something real in this swing. It's as if all the glitz, success, and status are just a backdrop, and in the foreground there is always the same question: is it possible to feel, even for a moment, that love is the answer?