Name: wrong agian by 8UPBeatZ
Duration: 3 min 53 s
Description: tried to make the bass hit harder let me know if I succeeded

This song is made with AI. If you'd like your song made with Juice WRLD's voice, hmu!

Written and Performed by @benpaschke
Mixed/Mastered by @_samhaberman_ 
AI Programmed by @_samhaberman_

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Juice WRLD - Not Enough (Unreleased) [Made with AI]

made for fun and for the memes, hope yall enjoy. entertainment purpose only. :) meme album
Shoutout to the prods in this bitch:
Stuck In This Haze:
(prod. triazo)
https://www.youtube.com/@triazo
triazoondatrack.beatstars.com
instagram.com/triazoondatrack

Lost In A Dark Place:
(prod. by Taigen)
https://www.prodtaigen.com
instagram.com/prodtaigen
https://www.youtube.com/@prodtaigen

Got My Pockets Full Of Money:
(prod.cross x triazo)
https://www.youtube.com/@triazo
triazoondatrack.beatstars.com
instagram.com/triazoondatrack
beatstars.com/prodcross
instagram.com/prodcross
https://www.youtube.com/@crossiscrazy

Going Dummy:
(prod. onceunveiled)
instagram.com/onceunveiled_
bsta.rs/p7HNM
https://www.youtube.com/@onceunveiled



Bronkkx x Aresafc - Stuck In This Haze (prod by. triazo)

This is definitly my favorite one yet, hope yall enjoy it aswell! Feeling like im learning something new each time #trustdaprocess (THIS IS MADE FREE FOR NON PROFIT)

Thanks to prod. triazo for the incredible beat GO CHECK HIM OUT NOW:
youtube.com/@triazo  
triazoondatrack.beatstars.com
instagram.com/triazoondatrack
artistconnect.de/imprint

Bronkkx - Toxic (prod. triazo)

Shoutout to mdazbeats

https://soundcloud.com/mdazbeats

Tell Me - Bronkkx (prod. mdazbeats)

Sure, Yea

“Transistor Hymn” reflects on the turbulent spirit of 1966, weaving historical imagery and personal memories into a haunting meditation on conflict, identity, and the search for a better future. The lyrics explore themes of war, political disillusionment, and cultural upheaval through vivid snapshots: a family watching the world unravel through a TV screen, protest signs etched in café windows, and music becoming both escape and resistance. As the verses move from past to present, the song draws a line between then and now, questioning whether progress has truly been made or if history simply loops in new disguises. The chorus poses a raw, unresolved question—can a fractured world still be reimagined? Through its stark imagery and lyrical contrasts, the song ultimately carries a quiet but persistent call for peace, understanding, and renewal, grounded not in grand slogans, but in the everyday acts of remembrance and change.


Transistor Hymn

“Too Bright for Nights Like Mine” is a soulful, poetic ballad that explores the tension between darkness and light, chaos and clarity. The narrator embraces the raw edges of a nocturnal, storm-like existence—whiskey, shadow, and unrest—while admiring a lover whose world is built on purity, brightness, and steady grace. The song is steeped in imagery of night cloaks versus sun crowns, storms against hymns, and the impossibility of two worlds fully uniting. Musically, the piece rises from quiet acoustic beginnings into gospel-tinged climaxes, enriched by seven instrumental passages that breathe, swell, and fade like tides of emotion. At its heart, the song is a bittersweet confession: love and admiration remain, yet the difference between their lives is too vast. It is both an ode to what could have been and an acceptance of irreconcilable truths.


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🎵 Lyrics – Too Bright for Nights Like Mine

[Instrumental Intro – soft fingerpicked acoustic guitar, subtle organ swell, distant reverb like a church hall]

[Verse 1]
It’s half-past midnight before I’m breathing,
Your dawn-lit smile already chasing day.
You speak like psalms the morning keeps repeating,
While I burn slow where the shadows stay.

[Pre-Chorus]
I sip the amber fire instead of grace,
You bloom like sunlight in a sacred place.

[Chorus]
But you’re too bright for these hollowed confines,
Too pure for the corners where my wild heart hides.
I crave the bitter ash in whiskey lines,
Your sweetness, darling… too bright for nights like mine.

[Instrumental Break 1 – bluesy electric guitar riff with warm bass, brushed drums building slowly]

[Verse 2]
You measure life in sunrise and quiet design,
I taste it in the hush where the lamplight dies.
Your days are hymns sung clean and refined,
My nights are storms that tear through the skies.

[Pre-Chorus]
I chase the echo of streets that never sleep,
You chase the mercy that the daylight keeps.

[Chorus]
‘Cause you shine too softly for my storm-tossed bones,
Too golden for the stains carved deep in my skin.
I’ve learned my truth where the broken song moans,
Your sweetness, love… too clean for the dark I live in.

[Instrumental Break 2 – gospel organ chords with choral humming, heartbeat-like drums underneath]

[Extended Verse – before Bridge]
I wear the night like a cloak that clings to me,
You wear the sun like a crown of clarity.
Your steps are steady where my shadows break,
You heal with light what my hunger takes.

[Instrumental Build-Up 3 – rising layers of percussion, cello swells, electric guitar feedback growing into storm]

[Bridge]
If you could steep your light in midnight’s balm,
If you could taste the grime and find your calm,
Maybe this chaos would yield to something more,
But I fear your dawn won’t walk through my door.

[Extended Verse – after Bridge]
And though I reach for you with trembling hands,
The gulf between us is wider than the lands.
Your voice a hymn, mine a restless flame,
Two worlds apart though we share a name.

[Instrumental Break 4 – stripped back acoustic guitar with subtle piano notes, hushed atmosphere]

[Final Chorus – full gospel choir joining, electric guitar soaring, organ and drums in a slow crescendo]
You’re too whole for my fractured lines,
Too bright for the bruises time left behind.
I’ll raise my glass to stars I call my own,
Your sweetness, love… too sweet for me, I’ve known.

[Instrumental Outro 5 – choir holding long sustained notes, fading organ]
[Instrumental Outro 6 – bluesy electric guitar echoing alone, like a lament]
[Instrumental Outro 7 – single piano chord fading into silence]


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© 2025 by MOBest – Martin Oliver Beinersdorf




Too Bright for Nights Like Mine

No Warp, No Witness is a dystopian indie punk track that explores the aftermath of a world where salvation never arrives. Set in a post-apocalyptic landscape, the lyrics reflect on humanity’s failure to transcend its own destruction. The song rejects the myth of rescue—there is no Cochrane, no warp drive, no alien contact. Instead, it delivers a bitter elegy for a civilization buried in silence, static, and radioactive regret. Through spoken word, raw verses, and cinematic choruses, it paints a portrait of existential collapse and the haunting echo of what could have been.

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Lyrics: No Warp, No Witness

We waited.  
For a sign.  
For a ship.  
For a name.  
But Cochrane never launched.  
The Phoenix stayed grounded.  
The stars stayed silent.  
We built bunkers instead of bridges.  
We prayed to fallout gods.  
We sang lullabies to ash.  
No one came.  
No one saw.  
No one cared.  
And maybe…  
maybe we deserved it.

Ash in my lungs, rust in my veins  
We traded our future for hunger and chains  
The sky is a graveyard, the soil won't speak  
I scream at the silence, but silence is bleak

We carved our names into concrete walls  
Lit fires to gods who never called  
The stars were watching, cold and still  
But they never came, and they never will

No warp, no witness  
Just dust in our veins  
We buried the future  
In radioactive chains  
No signal, no savior  
Just echoes of blame  
We died in the waiting  
And no one came

Hope was a rumor, love was a lie  
We danced in the fallout, too stubborn to die  
No anthem, no mission, no final decree  
Just the ghosts of a world that forgot how to be

They said we were destined  
To reach the stars  
But destiny  
Is just a story  
We tell the dead

We lit fake suns to feel alive  
Built plastic heavens we couldn’t survive  
Our myths were mirrors, cracked and blind  
We searched for meaning, but none was designed

No warp, no witness  
Just dust in our veins  
We buried the future  
In radioactive chains  
No signal, no savior  
Just echoes of blame  
We died in the waiting  
And no one came

This is Earth.  
We are… gone.

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© Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf (MOBest). All rights reserved.  


No Warp, No Witness

“Ways the World Can Be Cruel” is a melancholic, introspective song that explores the subtle, everyday ways the world inflicts emotional pain. Through fragmented memories, surreal imagery, and resigned observations, the narrator reflects on loss, disconnection, and the quiet cruelty of time and routine. The lyrics evoke a sense of emotional numbness and poetic irony, with recurring motifs of forgotten notes, fading feelings, and the inability to hold onto meaning. It’s a slow-burning meditation on how the world doesn’t break you loudly—it simply forgets you gently.

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Lyrics: “Ways the World Can Be Cruel”

[Intro]  
I woke up in a room I didn’t choose  
The light was soft, but it felt used  
Someone left a note on the mirror  
It said: “Don’t wait for things to get clearer”

[Verse 1]  
You said the sky was just a ceiling  
Painted blue to keep us dreaming  
I watched your hands shake in the lamplight  
Like they knew something I didn’t  

[Pre-Chorus 1]  
There’s a silence in the hallway  
Where your coat still hangs like a ghost  
I tried to name the feeling  
But the feeling wouldn’t stay close  

[Chorus 1]  
The world can be cruel in a thousand ways  
A whisper, a look, a calendar page  
It doesn’t shout, it doesn’t bleed  
It just forgets what you need  

[Verse 2]  
I saw a child kick at shadows  
Like they owed him something real  
I saw a man fold into traffic  
Like he’d made some kind of deal  

[Bridge]  
And I keep a list of things I meant to say  
But the ink runs out halfway  
I keep a list of things I meant to feel  
But the world won’t make a deal  

[Verse 3]  
I saw your name on a receipt  
Folded under someone's shoe  
I saw your laugh in a rerun  
But it didn’t sound like you  

[Pre-Chorus 2]  
There’s a kindness in forgetting  
That the world won’t ever owe  
I tried to hold the moment  
But the moment let me go  

[Final Chorus]  
The world can be cruel in a thousand ways  
A song, a street, a stranger’s face  
It doesn’t break, it doesn’t bend  
It just pretends to be your friend  

[Outro]  
I left the note on the mirror  
Folded it into a paper bird  
Let it fly into the ceiling  
Where the sky forgets your word
`

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© Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf / MOBest. All rights reserved.

Ways the World Can Be Cruel

This song explores the emotional numbness and surreal detachment of living through a digital apocalypse. It blends poetic imagery with ironic commentary on modern life, where love, memory, and identity dissolve into static, spreadsheets, and algorithms. The tone is melancholic yet rhythmically charged, evoking a world where emotional connection flickers like corrupted data.

The lyrics follow a narrator drifting through a collapsing reality:

> “I woke up in a headline, scrolling through the static”  
> “The calendar’s a weapon, ticking in reverse”  
> “You whispered ‘I love you’ in binary speech”

Recurring motifs include digital decay, bureaucratic metaphors, and ghostlike intimacy. The chorus refrains:

> “It’s the end of the world as we ghost it / Falling through the cracks in the post-it”

The song ends not with panic, but with quiet resignation:

> “And I feel... kind of fine / Kind of fine / Kind of...”

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Lyrics

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[Intro]  
I woke up in a headline, scrolling through the static  
Coffee tastes like carbon, the mirror’s diplomatic  
The neighbors are rehearsing for a televised collapse  
I’m humming old disasters in a suit that doesn’t match

[Verse 1]  
I woke up in a headline, scrolling through the static  
Coffee tastes like carbon, the mirror’s diplomatic  
The neighbors are rehearsing for a televised collapse  
I’m humming old disasters in a suit that doesn’t match

[Pre-Chorus]  
You said the moon looked tired, like it’s working overtime  
I said the sky was a spreadsheet, and we’re just cells misaligned

[Chorus]  
It’s the end of the world as we ghost it  
Falling through the cracks in the post-it  
You smile like a warning, I toast it  
To the end of the world as we ghost it

[Verse 2]  
My inbox is a graveyard, full of unread goodbyes  
The president’s a painting, blinking Morse code lies  
I tried to write a love song, but the chords were classified  
So I danced with the algorithm 'til my battery died

[Pre-Chorus]  
You said the stars were blinking like they’re trying to confess  
I said the night’s a spreadsheet, and we’re just rows of regret

[Chorus]  
It’s the end of the world as we ghost it  
Falling through the cracks in the post-it  
You smile like a warning, I toast it  
To the end of the world as we ghost it

[Verse 3]  
The calendar’s a weapon, ticking in reverse  
We kissed beneath a drone light, rehearsing every verse  
Your jacket smelled like static, your laugh was pre-recorded  
We danced around the silence like it might be rewarded

[Reprise]  
It’s the end of the world as we ghost it  
No sirens, no slogans, just posted  
You blink like a warning, I coast it  
Through the end of the world as we ghost it

[Bridge]  
I remember your voice like a voicemail glitch  
Soft and distorted, stuck in the pitch  
We kissed in the fallout, dressed for the breach  
You whispered “I love you” in binary speech

[Outro]  
It’s the end of the world as we ghost it  
No panic, just poetry posted  
We fade like a forecast, unhosted  
It’s the end of the world as we ghost it  
And I feel... kind of fine  
Kind of fine  
Kind of...
`

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© Lyrics and concept by MOBest / Martin Oliver Beinersdorf. All rights reserved.  

The Sky Was a Spreadsheet

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