elbowsway — post-shoegaze · grungegaze · emo band from tashkent, uzbekistan

The EP lives in the “gray space” of urban stagnation. It blends the plain reality of burnout with surrealist horror, moving from the claustrophobia of modern isolation into Lynchian nightmares and fog-filled psychological landscapes, until it arrives at “the end” as a clear-minded, if terrifying, realization.

1. 01common senseclaustrophobic6:24

   theme — social alienation

   Modern intellectual isolation and the friction of a divided society. A world where fear outweighs the desire for change, and home turns into a self-imposed prison.

   we're killing common sense we lost what we once had we're taking huge offense for things that we don't get we are divided and we will be so from now on you want to fight it but you are scared to leave your home never leave your home never leave your home and even thinking makes you cry (you cry) about the ways that you have tried (you tried) there is no option but to fall (you fall) you'll never ever leave your home (you're alone) our dreams of future have been shattered like a glass they left us tortured while we believed them in the past there is no option but to find a quick way out we lost our notion of what we used to dream about
2. 02sleep debtrestless / visceral / gritty4:03

   theme — physical burnout

   Too overwhelmed to rest, too drained to move forward: the stagnant reality of “just surviving” instead of living. Written in one sleepless night on an acoustic guitar.

   as i lie on my empty bed and i'm trying to figure out this mess i cannot fall asleep to pay off my sleep debt sleep debt those haunting feelings they're scouring my guts makes me wanna puke getting used it hurts there is a subtle need for a cry stop questioning my... fuck i wanna make step forward but i only make step back i wanna fucking feel alive instead i just survive oh fuck it it's just another day oh damn it we choose to go this way
3. 03treesapocalyptic / heavy / atmospheric3:24

   theme — lynchian nightmare

   Inspired by David Lynch’s surrealist horror. Falling trees become an inescapable, logic-defying disaster: cosmic dread in which the environment itself turns hostile.

   all these days i see i see the dreams of falling trees the trees are killing everyone and there is nothing to be done we're gonna die here anyway none of us are here to stay the trees are falling the trees are killing everyone the trees are falling the trees are shattering our skulls the trees are falling trees are falling from the sky we try to run but can't survive feel nothing but despair you are not staying here the trees are falling the trees are falling the trees are falling
4. 04wardsomber / ethereal / resigned5:34

   theme — psychological horror

   A Silent Hill haze over physical decay and the fragility of the mind. It sits in the clinical, foggy space between life and death: terminal acceptance through a horror lens.

   our wounds are bleeding our bones are soft but we're still breathing yet life clings on we know it's over we'll soon be there we are life lovers the end is near your veins are swollen your face is pale our faith was stolen our mind is clear we know it's over we'll soon be there we are life lovers the end is near
5. 05blunt knivesskeletal / anxious / sharp3:40

   theme — mid-twenties crisis

   A short mid-twenties epilogue, a stream of consciousness looking back at how you got here. Knives are blunt and notes are taken, yet you pushed and will keep pushing on.

   great plan missed turn strong will left still tamed jobs fake love crossed arms not enough twenty-six taken notes quick fix blunt knives close call zero degree pondering wall fallen tree bad luck pushed on useless drug soul's worn