Closer

It's as if a club night and a summer dawn have merged into a single frame: the bass still booms in your chest, smoke and laughter dissolve into the air, and inside there is a quiet plea to ‘pull closer, don't let go.’ In these words, love is not fragile tenderness, but a real element: water in which two people hold on, trying to swim further, despite past storms and their own skeletons in the closet.

The music rocks like a long tide: sometimes hooligan heat, sometimes aching softness, where the sweetness of confessions coexists with bold rhymes and street imagery. And this track exudes not only passion, but also a warmth that is rare for such stories - as if even in the chaos of parties, you can find your raft, where two people can feel safe and good.