Pull Up

Warm, like headlights on wet asphalt, and viscous, like a nite that never ends. It's not about the words here - they dissolve between the beat and the breath. "You are the only one" doesn't sound like a confession, but like a spell, repeated until the heart believes. Everything feels slowed down: the body remembers the rhythm, the skin the touch, and the mind has already given up. Somewhere in the distance, club lights are flickering, but the real scene is inside: where a single glance can drown out all the noise of the city. Producer, Associate Performer: by special request Producer, Remixer: Tim Reaper Music Publisher: Hooversound Recordings Composer, Arranger: by special request