Like a haunted carnival ride headed off the rails, wido‘s “Scary” launches the listener into a realm commanded by echoing vocals and discordant synth. Here, wido’s monotone floats above the steadfast beat and presents the listener with bittersweet poeticisms. “It’s like you reek of the flu / But I’d die for a kiss,” wido laments, his voice drained like the riverbed of a long-abandoned Tunnel of Love.

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