Kill You Off

This is not just a song - it is more like an emergency memory wipe. A factory reset, only instead of a button, there are 3,000 miles of pain, anger, and sleepless nights. When the hurt no longer cries, but cuts in circles. Clear, rhythmic, with a metallic taste in the voice.

Traffic lights flash, crosses and signs hang above the road: ‘Jesus saves.’ Not very comforting when everything inside has long since lost its signal. All that remains is noise in the head, clicks from the remote control, and a very sharp desire to erase it all. Permanently.

The track sounds like an internal monologue recorded on a dictaphone on the road: unedited, unfiltered, with no right of return. Angry, fragile, beautiful catharsis in its own way.