176. The Attic
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176. The Attic from lara's hype eng vol. L. Web player, likes, and session sync: https://lare.m-d-r-n.com/play/176 Telegram post: https://telegram.me/lara_just_in_case/268 Lyrics: [Verse 1] Photos surface in somebody else's feed — Chernyshevskaya, the poplar fluff after rain, Dust and paperbacks in a Moscow apartment, People I can't reach and can't explain. I don't scroll back through my own — I leave it. If it was worse then, why dig up the ache? If it was better, why sit here comparing Everything I had to everything I take. [Chorus] Wrap it in nostalgic cotton, Box it up and put it in the attic, go. Don't keep pressing on the bruise Until you can't feel it anymore — you know. If the ceiling gives, I drift away for good. But the beams are holding — So I'm going. So I go. [Verse 2] That's the luck — the actual skill — To lock the burning thing behind the door So it doesn't slow you down today, tomorrow, Through the rubble of the cities you left before. Somewhere back there: the academic courtyards. Somewhere back there: everyone who's gone. I carry them like something that could shatter, And I don't touch them more than I have to. [Chorus] Wrap it in nostalgic cotton, Box it up and put it in the attic, go. Don't keep pressing on the bruise Until you can't feel it anymore — you know. If the ceiling gives, I drift away for good. But the beams are holding — So I'm going. So I go. [Outro] Maybe that's where the memoirs come from anyway. I go. I go.
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