You think I love you
But you’re just fooling yourself x 2
There is no chemistry here, in this town
The love was prepared to be burned on a stake
When no one is watching.
“Hello, grandpa Tange, Skopje here – remember?”
“Wrong number, kid” – and he hangs down.
There is no chemistry here, in this town
The love was prepared to be burned on a stake
When no one is watching.
They are doing these kind of things when no one is watching.
You think I love you,
But you’re just fooling yourself
I don’t love you.
I am afraid of you.
I am afraid of you.
Savant-garde, almost-sacred, deep - yet narrow. An archaic, repetitive scribble with a hypnotic quality. Skopje’s underground is a cold, lonely place (and the walls are screaming) Ako nikoj ne sviri
Dreamy, intimate experimental pop, part of the artist's challenge to herself to write and record a song every single day of the year. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 22, 2017