Stuck Up

In the darkness, everything becomes louder: breathing, sweat, the clinking of ice in a glass. Every ‘I might be’ sounds like an admission that control has long since slipped away - but that's exactly what turns you on. There's strong alcohol, stronger chemicals, and the feeling that the night could go anywhere.

The beat crunches like ice in a glass, the words spin like strobe lights. This is uninhibited music - dirty, heavy, but honest in its intoxication: ‘today, anything can happen.’