More songs by Kukon
Description
The night is like an Instagram feed: strangers' smiles on display, glamour and emptiness between likes. A big house, back-breaking work and an umbrella just in case - as if wealth cannot save you from insomnia and inner hunger.
Bittersweet sentiments: the sacramental ‘sorry, baby’ - and immediately the feeling that there is no control, as if dependence on trifles eats away at joy. Love here is not a lifeline, but a risky game with fire and a rubber toy at the same time: you want to take everything, but your hands are always busy.
The irony is that success does not remove questions: nothing falls from the sky - except perhaps the ashes of yesterday's hopes. This whole mixture of honesty and fatigue sounds almost like a confession in a diary, only neatly, with the signature ‘haven't figured it out yet’.
chorki: nostalg1a
music: miroff, hvll
mix/master: Enzu
Video: Kukon and Philip Pielesak
Lyrics and translation
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