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VVACHRRI - A collection of golden lives

by Slow Down Records

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Sorry, for saying that wrestling is fake I know that it's real Sorry, for turning you into a pregnant girl I know that it's wrong Forgive me for being awake Don't treat me well I want to run away As far as you want Sorry, for saying that Rollins is ugly I know he's decent Sorry, for killing your beloved parents' dream I know that it's wrong Forgive me for being awake Don't treat me well I want to run away As far as you want
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- Poet, Her Adeline - O grandeur Of your melted skin Flayed with joy Let the sand sinks in You and the tale of the ocean is as wide as turpentine You're making it hard by "stabs your mother at your mercy" You're rotting cold Like no one is here And take your mental illness like a glamour beer And tow your fear away like a spider here Take your mental illness like a labor here Tow your fear away like a spider here You and the tale of the ocean is as wide as turpentine You're making it hard by "stabs your mother at your mercy" You're rotting cold Like no one is here - Virginia - I've been drowned away I've been stoned away
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- Woolf (Instrumental) - It's Holocaust, Bruno Somberness Lead us to numb places Where we got caught in a flower It feels like chasing shadows In an empty shades It feels like chewing grass Chewing glass Don't be afraid I'm not without you now Don't be a stranger I'm here to tell what our future looks like I'll hold your hands We're falling down tonight To the well of The Thing That make us torn apart Hold back your tears
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The mother told her son "You'll always be a winner to us You're better than what they are You're the king of the world Go make a mark because I know you can and you are Tell all your friends That you're not what they thought you are School is alright You'll be just fine and don't forget to make them fall apart After what they've done to you" The boy started his school with confidence He was doing just fine and the bullies started picking on him But he resisted 'cause he the man now and this is about to end After the school's done, the boy went back home with smiling lips full of blood and exam paper with "A" written on it. The mother hugged her son with such care and a kiss on the forehead, a reward after what her son has been through, he's been through a lot hell and straight-up fuckery. There was fresh pizza on the table, six slices only for him, because he deserved every slices, he fucking deserved every fucking slices. Every bit he takes is heavenly fulfilling, he can't described it with any words, all he can do is shedding tears on his eyes. Salty taste in his mouth got overcome with sweetness, his body were never black and blue, and the stories behind it were never true. But then, his mouth can't bite anymore, because he knows. There is always tomorrow.
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If I live until seven more days would my scars turn into legacies? If I live until seven more days would I be the center of the mosh pit? If I live until seven more days would I improve my skills in guns would i thrash the underworld If I live until seven more days would my mates be thankful I didn't take that drug? Behind the bars I run Into the deep valleys within my heart the scream, "The small feeble seeds behind your scars are not just dreams of a little girl. You are brave and strong like a madrigal of the undead and don't worry about fucking up past actions for you've been doing nothing but working so hard to resurrect the old ruins once deconstructed." If I live up to seven more years would I make it as a cognitive science graduate in Norway? If I live up to seven more years would I make a great change, would I sing my blues? If I live up to seven more years would I launch artilleries, would my wars be histories? In 2024 you won't receive flowers for the things you have done but you would feel proud that you are not a clone trapped in nothingness. And if you say that you're not alright about your circumstances and there's nothing you can do about it the let's make an unison of people who feel the same. If I live up to seven more centuries would I strike like a lightning? If I live up to seven more centuries would I reincarnate as Goddess Freyja of the North? And if my deathday comes by nature, not by self inflicted scars, would I smile on my bed leaving courage that was born from wounds?

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A collection of live songs by VVACHRRI from Depok - Bekasi, Indonesia

Adtria Fachri Chaniago - Guitar/Vocal
Muhammad Fidyan Genial - Bass
Rizky Ramandhika - Drums

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released July 2, 2020

Music by VVACHRRI
Photography by @midorixmh_ph
Artwork by Marius

Remastered by Marius at Slow Down Records 1-2th july 2020

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