Delightful / Délicieux 👌🤩🫶✨✨🫶👌🤩🫶🫶✨👌👌🫶✨✨🤩❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

⚠⁂©All RIGHTS RESERVED 05_2025
©Singer/Songwriter, Mixer, Mastering Lyricist & Creator: Lady ElectroTrek
(Short Version)
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Whip Your Lying Hide

Unapologetic

Vibing journey

you can cum inside 
i want you to 
cum inside
you can cum
inside

me

cum inside

me

cum

inside

me

cum inside me cum inside me

cum cum

inside me


i want your cum
inside
me
i want your cum
wanna get some
i want it all
inside me

cum cum

inside

me



inside me

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Lyrics written to this piece of peace

Habitat for the Greater Good (Poem and Notes)

Cool Backing Track provided by Backing Tracks Center ==> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZhHKyfZX7Gk
1984 BLUES
They don’t want you on a plane
They don’t want you on a train
They don’t want you in a car
They don’t want you going very far
They want you on a scooter
Home on your computer
AI as your tutor, yeah

Oh, and they want you behind a gate
Being nobody great
Dependent upon the state
Psychotropics is the bait
Oh, and they want you on a scooter
Home on your computer
A blowup doll your suitor

Oh, and you can’t say Orwell
No, you can’t say Orwell
No, you can’t say Orwell didn’t have a clue
Awh, ‘cuz looks like 1984 has come true, yeh

They don’t want you on a plane
They don’t want you on a train
They don’t want you in a house
Want you timid as a mouse
Oh, and they want you on a scooter
Home on your computer
AI as your tutor

[Music]

Oh, and they want you tracked and traced
On earth, every single face
The entire human-race
They want us erased
Oh, and they want you on a scooter
Home on your computer
A blowup doll your suitor, yeah

Oh, and you can’t say Orwell
No, you can’t say Orwell
You can’t say Orwell didn’t have a clue
Awh, ‘cuz ooks like 1984 has come true..

© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved


1984 BLUES

Lovely Backing Track provided by Country Guitar Online https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=auahpcwMxh0&t=147s
FOOLING MYSELF, AGAIN
V1
As much as we try an’ take back
Things we said in the past
We fall flat on our faces tryin’ to hold our tongues
Whether it be politics
Or it be religion
Fire from the pits of hell starts burnin’ up our lungs

CHORUS
There’s no way you and me can still be friends
There’s no way for you and me to make amends
Oh, and I’m foolin’ myself, foolin’ myself, foolin' myself, again

V2
It’s another stab in the heart
Picking each other’s words apart
Always on guard is no way for two people to be
Oh, and I’m hurt more than I’m mad
And I’m tired of feelin’ bad
But mostly I’m tired of agreeing to disagree

CHORUS
There’s no way you and me can still be friends
There’s no way for you and me to make amends
And I’m foolin’ myself, foolin’ myself, foolin' myself, again
[Music]

Fooling myself, always fooling myself, fooling myself…fooling myself, again, ooooooh

CHORUS
No, there’s no way you and me can still be friends
There’s no way for you and me to make amends
‘Cuz I’m foolin’ myself, foolin’ myself, foolin' myself, again


© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved

FOOLING MYSELF, AGAIN

Underground

"The Logic of Loss" emphasizes the impersonal, objective, and analytical aspects of understanding and responding to something being gone or diminished, rather than the subjective, emotional experience of sadness or regret. For Elara, it's about the implications for her programming, data, and functionality.

Created in the
ARAPA Studio
Sydney - Australia

3.7.2025


Elara's Lament - The Logic of Loss

Outside Myself is Lyra Noel exploring the feeling of disconnection — from love, from others, and even from herself. With haunting trap-R&B melodies and raw, reflective lyrics, this album captures the struggle of living in your head while trying to navigate the world.
It’s vulnerable, moody, and deeply personal — a soundtrack for anyone who’s ever felt like they’re watching life unfold from the outside.

Detached and drifting

Perfect for the darkest corners of the dance floor, "The Eleventh Chord" is a visceral exploration of the sound of true musical and existential dread. Turn the subwoofers up and prepare to face the music the universe tried to keep secret.

The Eleventh Chord

Have you ever spent a night with Dr. Foss?

When I write (QUANTUM MIX)

cindy beau cherie
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     trans femme music artist, lyricist, composer, performer, producer, dirty little slut, and multi-instrumentalist

music promoters and cover artists... don't bother... 

i don't do that stuff... 

if my music is good... it will find ears on it's own merits.... 

music is not meant to be injected into people's heads... perhaps the vaccine people would be interested in your services

inside me

cindy

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