рейтарська

An ironic confession from a man who long ago left the game called ‘relationship drama.’ There are no sugary ‘forevers’ here - just a confident smile and a sip of cold raffaello somewhere on Reitarska Street. The atmosphere is that of a late evening when everyone once played leading roles, but someone finally stopped caring about the script. This track captures that feeling when stability suddenly becomes a luxury and vanilla is no longer a necessary spice. When instead of ‘you are the chosen one,’ you hear a calm ‘game over.’ And it becomes easy - like after the final credits of a film you don't want to watch again.