OH GODS PAPER AND INK HAS SO MANY LAYERS THE MORE YOU LOOK INTO IT THERE'S MORE AND MORE AND MORE AND
going feral about this. the self-contempt and the adulation and the possessiveness and the self-centredness and the paranoia and all the delusions and
all the interwoven fibres of twisted thinking. you think it's about one thing but when you look into it there's more and more and every mistake is built on a worse one until you don't know if there's anything else at the bottom of it all and at this point does it even matter?
all wrapped up in the simplest, prettiest metaphors. the metaphors in this one are something else altogether
it might be the most... apt, most deep, most complex, most everything song in the entire album but it hides it so well and it's driving us INSANE and the worst part is that musically we don't even like it that much
when you lowkey kinda hate yourself but are too selfish to deny yourself the thing you think is too good for you