Kissing Strangers
A spark in a crowded room. The brush of a hand that lingers too long. Synths glow like city lights on wet pavement, while basslines pulse with the tension of wanting more. Voices rise and fall—some playful, some yearning—as if each track is a dare whispered in the dark. Electro-pop, R&B, and dance rock weave through, but this is less about genre and more about that moment: unexpected, magnetic, maybe a little messy, but alive. Not a love story. Just a moment. You’re perfect.