Sintetico

Love is like a chemical experiment that didn't go according to the instructions. Something is sparking, something is melting, and pain is settling at the bottom of the flask. There's a lot of electricity in this sound: it's as if someone decided to replace a pulse with a synthesizer rhythm and see if an artificial breath of bass and longing could keep a heart beating. Each line breathes with an excess of feelings that are too alive to hide and too destructive to be proud of. Between light and darkness, there is no choice, but a short circuit. Love doesn't save here, it breaks boundaries, and yet it's impossible to tear yourself away: it's bitter, but without it, everything becomes completely tasteless.