wreckage of a great ship
once with sails of canvas
now we’re made of losses and arguments
wasn’t like we planned it
i’m wrecklessly candid
we set sail from what we thought were our best lands
you and your new apartment
i’m held up in basements
pull the curtains closer be my eyes blankets
you and your new acquaintance
i’m held up in basements
sign away the former with your favorite pen
wreckage of a good ship
you in your life jacket
i was holding on for dear life in my party dress
you’re so put together
but i’m another planet
a planet now unsure of finding new oceans
you’re so put together
but i’m another planet
a planet now unsure of finding new oceans
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This is the first album I found that really spoke to me as a young fem.
From the simplicity, the bass drum, specifically in landfill is so steady and soothing. I love landfill because it perfectly portrays trauma bonds, sexual or romantic relationships rooted in power imbalance. Being led on, unrequited love, constantly being clueless if someone is a real friend, or a lover. Are they yours or are they ruthlessly rogue. Untameable. Love and hate are such similar feelings, and they often mingle. clementinehatepageichangedmymind
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I've always enjoyed singer-songwriter guitarists, especially those with fine voices, a simple approach. This may be folk at its core but it's beautifully executed with a contemporary edge. Enjoy in the dark, after midnight, with a glass of Tasmanian whiskey. Hassles