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Here, pain is mixed with absurdity so densely that everything sounds like a dark collage of fragments of childhood, scars, and discounts on life. It's as if someone is cutting reality into pieces and putting it back together again - unevenly, loudly, with a metallic taste in their mouth. The music resembles a hungover dream, where blood and jokes go hand in hand, and chaos becomes the only way to survive.