KEY TO THE CASTLE

There's a special category of relationships - the kind where everything looks beautiful only on the poster. The crowns are gleaming, the poses are rehearsed, but behind it all is the cold air of the set. Here, love doesn't save, but tests: who you are without a costume, without applause, without the right words at the right moment. In this song, there's a heat that doesn't warm. A brilliance that makes you squint. And a thin, almost imperceptible smile: "You still won't have the key to the lock." Because palaces of illusions crumble at the first honest look. And beneath them are just two people tired of playing king and queen.