L.O.A.T

Somewhere between the noise of the club and the clinking of glasses, the soundtrack to a chaotic but undoubtedly expensive evening is born. There is bravado, the glint of chains, and the feeling that the world is an endless showroom where there is always a reason to show off your wealth.

The light chaos of the lyrics sounds like a stream of consciousness after a couple of cocktails: seemingly incoherent, but in every line there is a hint of luxury, speed and the ability to hold the crowd's attention. Music that smells of expensive perfume and a slightly smug smile.