Im at school rn and the girl next to me smells like if bacteria feed off after birth and sweat thinking abt barfing rn im tearingg upp

Romeo

Cicada (feat. Arca)

kiCK iiiii

Fireprayer

Sanctuary (feat. Ryuichi Sakamoto)

Lolahol - Lock&Key
https://chemicalx.ffm.to/lockandkey

Song Credits -
Executive producer - Eartheater
Production - Samuel Burgess, Kiri Stensby, Eartheater
Lyrics - Lolahol, Eartheater
Writing - Lolahol, Eartheater
Engineered by Kiri Stensby  
Mastered by Joe LaPorta

Lyrics - 
Why can’t I just lock into a Polly pocket
It could all be crystal clear 
Keep a photo of you in my locket 
addicted to the comfort 
Till the comforter gets 
too hot too hot to sleep 
I’m tossing and tearing 

I need a breeze
Whisk me away 
I need to breathe
Nothing to say

Snap you in and out of my direction 
Running to you from both ends 
Wanna keep you close for my protection
The delusion keeps me safe
No sleep 
Next plane 
No sleep 
Make up 
Next club 
Next car 
Next plane 
No sleep 
No fear 

I need a breeze 
Whisk me away 
I need to breathe 
Nothing to say 

Gimme that street rat 
Street rat 
black car 
white trail 
Chem trail 
White line 
Rub me Like a genie 
You’re a genius 
And I need that 
Can’t fuck w a dummy 
Ya you know that 
Cus you know me 
Know me like that 
Looking at each other like
freeze tag 
Freeze tag 

I need a breeze 
Whisk me away 
I need to breathe 
Nothing to say t I just lock into a Polly pocket
It could all be crystal clear 
Keep a photo of you in my locket 
addicted to the comfort 
Till the comforter gets 
too hot too hot to sleep 
I’m tossing and tearing 

I need a breeze
Whisk me away 
I need to breathe
Nothing to say

Snap you in and out of my direction 
Running to you from both ends 
Wanna keep you close for my protection
The delusion keeps me safe
No sleep 
Next plane 
No sleep 
Make up 
Next club 
Next car 
Next plane 
No sleep 
No fear 

I need a breeze 
Whisk me away 
I need to breathe 
Nothing to say 

Gimme that street rat 
Street rat 
black car 
white trail 
Chem trail 
White line 
Rub me Like a genie 
You’re a genius 
And I need that 
Can’t fuck w a dummy 
Ya you know that 
Cus you know me 
Know me like that 
Looking at each other like
freeze tag 
Freeze tag 

I need a breeze 
Whisk me away 
I need to breathe 
Nothing to say

2022 Chemical X

Lock&Key

Woe (I See It From Your Side)

Woe (I See It From Your Side) (Bjork Remix)

Elk Skin

Eartheater - Dolphin (feat. Shygirl)

Stream/Download Shark Brain / Dolphin: https://chemicalx.ffm.to/sharkbrain
Pre-order Shark Brain / Dolphin Vinyl: https://chemicalx.ffm.to/sharkbrainvinyl

2025 Chemical X

Song Credits
Performed by Eartheater & Shygirl
Produced by Eartheater, Tony Seltzer, Inef Coupe & Gabe Schuman

Shark Brain / Dolphin

Dolphin (feat. Shygirl)

Nova

Whimsical dragons pirouette through the air. More music at www.caricatunes.com.

Wirling Twirling Dragons

This piece moves gently, carrying a subtle sadness, but never sinking into despair. Its mood feels like quiet reflection — tinged with melancholy but also with warmth and dignity.
The music opens with a French horn solo, soft and resonant, its tone suggesting both distance and intimacy, like a voice calling from memory. The horn’s melodic line is simple yet noble, setting the reflective character of the work.
As the clarinet enters, it answers the horn in a lighter, more lyrical voice, bringing a hint of comfort and movement. The bassoon follows with a deeper, more grounded timbre, adding weight and gentle sorrow to the texture. Underneath, the cello provides sustained tones and subtle, pulsing rhythms — not heavy, but steady, anchoring the ensemble.
Through the middle section, the four instruments weave together in a chamber-like conversation: the horn’s phrases stretching long and noble, the clarinet offering sigh-like responses, the bassoon coloring the harmony with a touch of gravity, and the cello carrying a quiet undercurrent of resilience.
The piece gradually thins out near the close, leaving the French horn once again in solitude. The final horn solo mirrors the opening, but softer, as if the memory has faded — not with sorrow, but with acceptance.
The overall impression is of a slightly sad but tender piece, evoking reflection, farewell, or the quiet turning of a page.


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