らしさ

Somewhere between self-criticism and the stubborn light of dreams, this song sounds like the diary of a person who knows their weaknesses all too well but still doesn't let go of their big plans. There is no glossy heroism here: only abrasions, a plaster of self-irony and the eternal ‘so what, at least it's real’.

The words rush forward, as if trying to outrun their own doubts, taking your breath away but not slowing down. In each verse, there is a familiar mixture of anger at oneself, laughter through tears, and unexpected warmth towards that very ‘dark’ companion who helps you stay on your feet. It's about a race with no guarantees, about how to be imperfect and still believe that this is how you reach your heights.