#chcl3

[soundjunglefan]

Neodym - CHCL3 (Chloroform)

Die neue Single von Neodym namens „Chloroform“ befasst sich mit Themen wie Desillusionierung, dem Kampf um die Selbstfindung und der Komplexität moderner Beziehungen. Liebe ist wie Chemie und kann unsere Sinne anregen oder einlullen. Der Titel hat eine tiefe Bedeutung, regt zum Nachdenken an und verbindet erfrischende Texte mit einer bezaubernden, eingängigen Melodie. Die Metapher von Chloroform selbst symbolisiert den Wunsch, der harten Realität des Lebens zu entfliehen. Eines ist sicher: Der neue Song von NEODYM wird in Erinnerung bleiben.Social Media NEODYM:https://linktr.ee/neodymhttps://neodym.com.pl/de/home-deutsch/https://www.facebook.com/patrycja.neodymhttps://www.instagram.com/patrycja.neodym/

[yoshiakiimahori]

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今話題のKarDiaNのクロロホルム弾いてみました！ #kardian #chcl3 #クロロホルム #effectpedal #overdrive #sgstrings #dpergo #tworock #stringdriver (Kyoto, Japan)

[yoshiakiimahori]

滋賀生まれのエフェクター！いい感じの歪みです！ #kardian #chcl3 #クロロホルム #overdrive #pedal #gear (Kyoto, Japan)

[kiribiz]

CHCl3 vs me

G: Potresti pulirmi quelle provette con il cloroformio puro?

Io: ok cosa uso?

G: usa pure la pasteur

Io: ma è piccola e poi è di plastica, va a finire che mi si scioglie in mano.

G: allora usa la strippetta.

Io: ma il puntale è sempre di plastica, non si scioglie?

G: no no vai pure.

e fu così che liquefeci il puntale della strippetta.

[clorurodeltionilo-blog-blog]

Y aqui todo el mundo sabe que es el CHCl3 y para lo que se usa....

[stonewall-blog1]

Iced Coffee Lyrics

Tell me of the night, the one we both drank in, 

as mosquitos pulled our skin 

and drank our blood, the one where you looked up at the stars, wishing, 

and wishing that they were the same that saw me.  

And the moon, being a place where we 

could both live on the same side. 

  Without you, he speaks, without you, the weight of this world would crush me down, without you, and I would rise, without you, and be sad, longing. 

  The dark side of the moon is not anything but a thought.  

It surely exists, but not because of us, 

simply because it is held in place by ought.  

  The thought of a singular and remarkable mind.  

He lives at the bottom of the ocean, in a cave, and he talks to the moon.  

No, he talks to the dark side of the moon, for that is his side.  

It is so very hard to love someone who don't love you, so very very very hard.  

He whispers, it will be alright, he whispers.  

He caresses the sky, from his dank cavernous bed, it will be alright.  

And even when there is no moon to be found, it will be alright.  

Without you, he speaks, without you, the weight of this world would crush me down, without you, and I would rise, without you, and be sad, longing.  

If that is all there is, and without you am I for here doomed to live, wherein this existence, without you, then I suppose I must, without you.  

But as long as I might and may and would and could I will tell you, it will be alright.

Without you

 Without you