Description
At first, everything was as usual: a gentle“hello,” a slightly playful“how are you,” and a voice that sounded like a blanket. And then something clicked. The voice was the same, but the words no longer caressed, they stung. The response was disjointed, as if thinking about something else. About someone else. The track sounds as if jealousy decided not to make a scene, but instead took to the stage in slow motion - with perfect hair and questions without punctuation. There's no shouting here, just words spoken as if between the lines:"If you have nothing to hide, say my name. Loudly. Confidently. Like before."The groove is smooth, as if you still want to believe that it's just paranoia. But the rhythm knows better.