CHAINS ON

Fast, loud, slightly cocky pleasure from your own strength. When the engine roars, gold jingles, the body speaks louder than words - and that's the whole point. The world seems to be lit up by neon lights and smells of petrol, and the rhythm here is not about dancing, but about a thirst for life. Everything is hot, sticky, immodest - but honest. It's the kind of song that you listen to and feel like you're sitting behind the wheel at night, turning on the high beams and racing somewhere without brakes - just because you can.