New York is bipolar
New York, Loud, Alive, Unforgettable, felt like chaos with a heartbeat. Shot in black and white—'cause color couldn’t capture it.
First time I went, it felt straight up bipolar.
No two blocks felt the same. Cozy one minute, chaos the next.
It’s loud. It’s young. It’s kinda crazy.
If it was a person, I wouldn’t trust it—but I’d still wanna hang.
Some parts still give me chills.
Late-night subways. Quiet streets that feel too quiet.
But I’d go back in a heartbeat.
A city with character.
New York had so much character, I shot everything in black and white.
Also 'cause at night, black and white lights up different.
Speaking of character... Here's mama.
She spent half the night just staring out at the streets, soaking it all in.
Kept telling us to eat at her favourite spot—but of course, we didn’t.
Ended up with pizza instead. Classic. Oh well.
🎧 I have lost a hero. I have lost a friend. But for you, darlin, I'd do it all again.
For some reason, New York reminded me of WeCrashed. Like the whole city was living on a high, chasing something big, burning fast.
This song feels like New York in audio form.