TOXIC MOMENT REMIX

Love here isn't about tenderness, it's about territory. When "mine" doesn't sound like an admission, but a warning. This is a case where passion smells like gasoline and jealousy, and tenderness comes after the noise of engines in the parking lot. Everything is hot, wrong, too loud - but it's impossible to tear yourself away. She's an addiction with eyelashes, he's chaos with a baseball cap. Together, they break all the rules of decorum, argue about who's in charge, and still meet again, as if the world around them is obligated to wait until their series ends. Dirty romance where swearing is a form of love and "forever" sounds dangerously sincere.