Que Alguien Me Diga

It's as if someone tore the air in half and left a rough edge that thoughts constantly cling to. Words fall like pebbles into an empty glass - hollow, without response. Here, the pain is not theatrical, but quiet, viscous, the kind that makes your ears ring. Fear of the dark and a future that seems too big are intertwined with the past, like two knots on a single rope.

And amid this chaos, there is an attempt not to drown: whispering to yourself, ‘lo estoy intentando,’ shouting instead of remaining silent, clinging to sound as if it were a lifeline. The music seems to have overheard this inner storm and translated it into rhythm: tired, hoarse, but still alive. The track is about how sometimes growing up is not inspiring, but suffocating - but even there, at the bottom, you can breathe out and hear your own voice.

Producer: Estani