Digital-first pop that feels like a private conversation in a noisy chat room. Glitchy, melodic, and deeply restless.
It's like your internal monologue if it was remixed by a computer that's about to crash.
A frantic, neon-lit anxiety that finds a strange kind of peace in digital noise.
The writing leans a touch further into love lost than the rest of the catalogue.
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