My Lil' Heart Attack - Live ver

When the rhythm pulsates louder than thoughts, and the night smells of petrol and glitter, someone with a perfectly tailored waist and a cheeky smile turns the city upside down like a Rubik's cube. There is no place for modesty here - only the glare of shadows, the clatter of cards, the bass in your chest, and that very moment when a single glance throws off your internal metronome. Everything is too smooth, too confident, too ‘boom’ - and that only makes you want to dive into this chaos even more.

Every beat is like a wink: cheeky, sweet, with a hint of expensive gloss. The world is driven by speed and style, emotions - in the seconds between breath and laughter. The evening is spun to the limit, as if someone pressed ‘repeat’, because you can't get away from this crazy ‘heart attack’ anyway.