More songs by Skin On Skin
Description
Sometimes a loop starts playing in my head. The words, as if hypnotized, go round and round:“look at this,”“never look back,”“heat, heat, heat”... It's as if someone is replaying the same moment over and over again to remember it - or, conversely, to forget it. This track is like a hot echo from within. Monotonous, pulsating, almost meditative. It's as if someone turned off the lights in the room, turned on a strobe light, and now it's not about meaning, but about feeling. About a forehead covered in sweat. Ab ou t“n o ” t hat sou n ds more l i ke“yes, b ut w i t h y o ur fist s c l enche d in y o ur poc k ets. ” Fo r some, it's j u st a r h ythm. F o r ot h er s, i t 's a w a y to make sure t ha t eve r ythi n g is r eal: if it h u r ts, it m eans you're a l iv e.