This one is like staring into a memory you didn’t even know you had. It feels like driving through the middle of nowhere, late at night, with your thoughts louder than the road noise. Or maybe it’s about escaping, like the car is heading somewhere better, but you’re not sure if it’ll actually get there. It’s giving loneliness but also hope at the same time, you know?

Feels nostalgic.

Obsessed with the red