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papercuts
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just bridge this morale gap, close your eyes and don't despair.
seven weeks from now this will probably fade into a distant blur - just like everything and everyone you'd ever despised or loved.
"tend to what you can grow", and one day, my dear, by some chance you'll realise that
everything you've said and done before is just piles of fragmented memories. you papercut the parts until they fit the missing pieces of your past.
reshaping tiles and redrawing lines we retaste this bitter savor of our disconnected lives,
our narratives prevail where tales and stories fail - ripped apart, rememberance disguised as art.
but what's the cost of hope and what's the price for bliss?
do the benefits of doubt outweight your losses in this mess?
when all the burdens call you home, but it's not a place you miss, you cling to the lie you're better than this.
you're not better than this
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400 years
03:28
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between fever dreams and nightmares, pills and half-filled coffee cups
i couldn't keep my eyes closed for six or seven days.
'98 to 2010 spilled on the kitchen floor -
lovers/strangers, places I have known before...
or have I?
oh memories! where are you? i think i'm stuck down here.
i used to come and see you once or twice a year.
to commemorate the person i've become -
so god damn proud of all the damage i have done.
but you're so distant now, nearly blank somehow.
or are you just different now since the last time I was here?
it was just a few months ago -
but to me it feels like 400 years.
why does it prove to be so hard
to let go of the most tainted parts
and obliterate the pain?
restart, replay, rewind
until I slip out of this tired mind
that just keeps disremembering.
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papercuts (demo)
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chambers Hanover, Germany
mischi, andi, dan:
played in other bands before including jet black, i build myself a rocket and the town of machine.
chambers recommends:
Self Titled
by The Town Of Machine
zuhause ist wo dein herz dich frisst.
go to album
...to fly into the sun and die
by i build myself a rocket
they are doomed in a way we will never ever understand.
go to album
we built the world and miss the stars.
go to albumIf you like chambers, you may also like:
Derramar | Querer | Borrar
by MASSA NERA
Massa Nera makes '00s-style screamo that strikes a balance between delicate intricacy and heavy passion.
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Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising.
go to album
Crashing female-fronted hardcore perfect for afternoon slump revival.
go to album
