he trees started breakin at night while we were sleeping
the roof started to cave in, just like us
the storm it sank in underneath our blankets
couldn’t see my reflection in the moon
words fell off your lips
didn’t know quite where to put them
your breath is on my shoulder
didn’t know i could keep it
you know & i know it’s true
you know & i know it’s true
where were we when it was over
i swear it was slow motion
the tide rolled in ferocious and stole you away
you went away
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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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Paper Window emotionally captures me with every listen. It houses my favourite song ever written and keeps me together when all hope feels lost. Keith Porteous (they/em)