DOPE CLOAK is a noise rock/heavy shoegaze/post-punk thingy I'm putting on

(this a demo, or at the very least unrefined af)

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You're heading down the river with your boat. You see another boat heading the opposite way, towards you. The two boats are bound to crash into each other. You shout and do whatever is in your domain to make the other boat stop, but it doesn't.

Eventually, it hits your boat. Your boat sinks. You're fuming.

You take a look at the other boat: it's unmanned. There's no one on board. No one heard you shout earlier.

You curse your bloody expectations around the outcome for being too unrealistic. An unmanned boat won't just stop itself when asked. An unmanned boat won't just stop itself when asked.

You question the whole logic. A boat doesn't sail on its own. A boat doesn't sail on its own. Notice how absurd it is that you're trying to justify the occurrence of such an event.

A boat doesn't just fucking sail on its own.

Truth is a tiny splinter stuck in your skin. Almost impossible to take away, almost impossible to ignore its presence. But you seem to disregard this reality altogether. You put your brains through numerous mental gymnastics in order to suppress any truth that drives you towards anger. In order to justify the occurrence of events that would not fucking happen to begin with, if only we had our shit together, if only we had our shit together, if only we had our shit together.

Let it be the fuel

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