mikos

charliecharlie

grabado, producido y masterizado por francisco moreno de gnk records

y.n.h.b.j.e.r.

macaroni and cheese

whirlpool

yellowhead (prod by sickboi)

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sqrt() w/ wii8z & DJ Durstlöscher @Pilot Radio - 19 November 2025

Sometimes the real breakup is realizing you lost the streaming service. This one's about digital attachment and unfinished business (the data supports that this kind of suffering is real and valid).

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[Verse 1]
It's 11:43 PM and I'm staring at the login screen
Your email address still autofills like muscle memory
I know the password ended in "47" but the rest is archaeology
I've tried every combination of your cat's name and your birthday

[Chorus]
I miss you (I miss your Netflix account)
I can't watch Stranger Things without you (at least without your password)
I'm stuck on Season 4, Episode 6
And I need to know if Max survives this
But I can't afford my own subscription
(This is about closure) (This is about finishing what we started, with or without you)

[Verse 2]
I remember how we'd watch it on your couch at 2 AM
You'd fall asleep during the California subplot
Now I'm reading Reddit spoilers like some kind of de-gen gooner
I'm on a sketchy streaming site that definitely gave me a virus (and I still couldn't get it to work)

[Chorus]
I don't care about your new boyfriend
Does he know about the profile we created? (The one called "Us")
I'm theoretically over you completely
But practically I'm stranded in the Upside Down of Season 4
And the cliffhanger is killing me more than the breakup ever did
(That's a lie) (But also true)

[Bridge]
Some say moving on means making a clean break
Deleting photos, blocking numbers, starting fresh
But I've been sitting here for forty minutes
Trying password variations with your high school mascot
This is pathetic but I'm doing it anyway
I'm conducting field research in post-breakup access denial

[Final Chorus]
I could start my own account
But that feels like admitting we're really done
So I'm frozen in this purgatory of partial seasons
And unresolved narrative arcs
Both in Hawkins, Indiana, and in our actual real life
Where cliffhangers don't resolve and neither do we

[Outro]
I heard they killed off like three characters
I'll never forgive you for that
I'll never forgive you for changing your password

Post-Breakup Access Denial

この楽曲の世界観は下記リンクから
https://note.com/toudou_meigen858/n/n254d1d76ce17

この曲は、感情を知らない“天才”が
はじめて心の反応に気づく瞬間を音にした楽曲です

正確なリズム、整ったフレーズ、ロジカルな展開
その中に、ほんの少しだけ混ざる違和感——
それは計算では説明できない“気持ち”のノイズ

モノラルのシンセリードとマリンバが織りなす
規則と遊びの境界線
まるで思考が追いつかない恋の初期衝動のように
音は弾み、迷い、時々暴走します

科学でもデータでも解けない心が
もし存在するなら——
その答えはきっと、この音の中で息をしている

This track is an original composition created using Suno AI (Pro Plan) with commercially licensed sounds. All rights reserved by the creator.

未定義の好き

@redbloodroses

[okkaso]:

Yeah I'm thankful for you baby, yeah
Yeah I'm thankful for your grace
Yeah I'm going crazy baby
Yeah I'm staying up too late (late, late)

Every time I go, it's like you're always so afraid
Every time I look at you, it's like I'm staring at my face
Every time I go to bed, you call me saying you're awake
You know I'm shedding tears for you, I'm tryna stay sane

I know, you wanna try again
'cuz I know, you miss your happy place

(woah, yeah)

That's the remedy, of your heart girl
That's the melody, of my song girl
Stop telling me, that I'm wrong now
God's telling me, to move on now




[rose]:

I can't move on
I can't let go
You painted my walls
With zero hope

Break me down and bring me back
Don't let me get attracted
Dying hard and dying fast
Your love is my magic

Don't break me down and bring me back
I can't live without you
Baby I can't live without you

Dying in my arms
Dying in my arms (rose)
I can't feel the spark
I can't feel the spark

(And I'm dying here without you oh)
(Taking the love that I felt with you ah god)

Lay me to rest
Let me get inside your skin like a nest
Baby don't cheat on me
Don't be like all the rest
Baby torturing my skin I know you cant test me

(forever)

Try again
Try again for me 

(rose)

TRY AGAIN W/ ROSE [sickboi]

Alvaro, Diego, Jusu, Leo. 
Extracto de ensayo octubre 2025

Desprendimiento (demo)

[VERSE A]
The hollow ping, the group chat call
I sent a raccoon with a sword
A tiny rapier in his paws
A gift that no one could afford
To acknowledge
"Seen by 7" in the gray
Seven witnesses, no sound
Seven doors that closed today
The evidence was never found
(The gray text doesn't lie)

[VERSE B]
This is not about the raccoon
(It's about the raccoon)
We made this group chat back in June
Called it "Brunch Plans"—never brunched
A woodland creature armed for war
Comedy distilled, compressed
You gave me silence, nothing more
A raccoon armed and battle-dressed
Deserved at least a "ha" at best
(He deserved more than this)

[VERSE C]
I pull to refresh, the count won't move
Seven frozen in the gray
I'm turning nothing into proof
I'm making silence have its say
Each name a witness walking past
Each "seen" a hand that didn't wave
I'm holding still until it cracks—
The thread, the chat, the thing I gave
(I'm spiraling, I know I'm spiraling)
(I'm going to check again)

[BRIDGE D — THE TURN]
I'm not waiting for "L-M-A-O"
I'm not waiting for the face that cries
I'm waiting just to know
That when I speak, something replies
That my voice lands somewhere solid
Instead of passing through like light
Seven people could have called it
Seven people watched me fight
And no one testified
(The raccoon had a sword and so did I)
(Both of us were swinging at the night)

[VERSE C']
The names are there, I check again
Every four minutes, maybe three
Knowing who saw doesn't change
That no one answered me
A symphony of silence, staggered
Everyone chose nothing, separately
I'm refreshing, tattered, haggard
Not because it sets me free
(Force of habit)
(Force of need)

[VERSE B']
Maybe seen is enough
(It's not enough)
Maybe witness is a kind of love
(It's not love)
You saw the raccoon, weighed his sword
Evaluated his stance
Then set him floating, unopened mail
Back into the river's dance
(He was a good raccoon)
(He deserved more than this)

[VERSE A']
My thumb hovers on the follow-up
The "lol anyway" I'll never send
I leave the raccoon where he dropped
Sword raised, a monument
Read receipts: off. I'm done.
Refuse to know what can't unknow
The brunch stays theoretical
The chat stays apropos
Of nothing
Witnessed
Unacknowledged

[OUTRO]
(It was a really good raccoon)
(You would have laughed if you weren't so busy seeing it)

Seen by Seven

影の踊り

ガラスの漂い人

line24

whered the time go? lost in my life its a cyclone
i keep reading the texts up on my phone
lost in the snow i cant find home 
youre so cold
i cant find you i feel your eyes across the room 
wont you take that knife? let the blood bloom
and im on the floor i know im screwed what do i do?
cant we work it out? let me know
id thought you'd be here idk
left me bleeding out all alone
now i'll take that knife on my own
you can see it on my skin, think its finally my end
i dont have no one ion even really got no friends 
they dont know how i feel you can see it on my face
let my body rot let my bones decay!
(how do you feel are you sorry?) do you know?
(see the blood and the marks on my body) no you dont!
(i thought it was love how you saw me) oh my god! cant we just not? 
(blow my brains on the wall like a zombie!)
whered the time go? lost in my life its a cyclone
i keep reading the texts up on my phone
lost in the snow i cant find home 
youre so cold
i cant find you i feel your eyes across the room 
wont you take that knife? let the blood bloom
and im on the floor i know im screwed what do i do?
what do i do? please dont let me go! i cant find you!

ephemera prod me

A Puppet to You

lucille- fallacy motel cover

灰色の街

Punks dont listen - Prod: reactance

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