There’re no new pains—everything has been felt.

This sadness ain’t new—Purple roses underneath your shoes. When I see the petals by the pools that I know you’ve been there. You wanna jump off the roof but I love you. You live in the afterpains of the 60s. 在黑暗时刻里我们tryna climb our way to paradise and keep it in，但是像bell hooks说的whether it’s to share a project with another person, or with a larger group, we are able to experience joy in struggle. 诗意的歌词把the etiolation of heart，自残流的血比作脚下、水池边紫色花瓣。带烟熏感的慵懒嗓音、r&b的节奏感和lofi的怀旧结合绘制出城市里life on the edge with mental health。和带着小刀的少女聊天、吃兴奋药、听funk但焦虑得要死的窒息青春。