LYRICS

(Verse)
Shivers runnin' down my spine
Hearts cold in the summertime
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Verse)
You call me like you're used to
To tell me you're in the mood
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Bridge)
Leave me nowhere
Ooh-ooh
Mm
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere
Leave me nowhere

Leave Me Nowhere

(Verse)
Golden sand stuck to my skin
You laugh louder than the waves crashing in
I trace the freckles on your shoulder
But every day
The nights get colder

(Chorus)
I love you
Summer boy
Will you still be here when summer is over
When the leaves fall
Will you stay closer
I love you
Summer boy

(Verse 2)
The ice cream melts faster than we can eat
Your hand in mine
We walk these quiet streets
You tell me stories like they’re secrets to keep
But will you still whisper when the world falls asleep

(Chorus)
I love you
Summer boy
Will you still be here when summer is over
When the sky turns gray
Will you pull me closer
I love you
Summer boy

(Bridge)
Seasons change
But hearts can freeze
Promises hang like leaves in the trees
Will you be the sun in my winter’s chill
Or just a shadow
A maybe
A thrill

(Chorus)
I love you
Summer boy
Will you still be here when summer is over
When the warm fades
Will you stay or wander
I love you
Summer boy

Summer Boy

(Verse)
Her fingers tremble the keys so cold
A song for no one the story's told
The wind outside it holds its breath
Waiting silent for the weight of death

(Prechorus)
The stars won't blink
the moon won't cry
A melody whispers goodbye

(Chorus)
This is the last note on the last piano
The last echo where no one will go
When the earth sighs its final tune
Under the light of a dying moon

(Verse)
She plays for shadows that don’t exist
The ghost of the world in her fingertips
The pedals creak the wood it groans
Every chord feels like breaking bones

(Chorus)
This is the last note on the last piano
The last echo where no one will go
When the earth sighs its final tune
Under the light of a dying moon

(Verse)
Each note a tear each pause a scream
She plays to bury a broken dream
No applause no audience here
Just her reflection in a single tear
eerily

The Last Note

(Verse)
Hey Mr. Sad Man
You sold me the dream I made
A hole to live in
I built it myself
No windows no door
Just me in the floor
Looking up at nothing

(Chorus)
It was my own fault
I made it this way
I lit the fire
And I laughed in the smoke

(Verse 2)
Saw them walk by
All the people with their hands full
Tied to their toys
Tied to their pride
I tied myself to the quiet
But it wasn’t quiet
Just buzzing in my ears

(Prechorus)
Hey Mr. Sad Man
Do you even care?
Hey Mr. Sad Man
Were you ever there?

(Chorus)
It was my own fault
I made it this way
I broke the mirror
And I smiled at the shards

(Bridge)
The cracks in the wall
They’re smiling too
The cracks in my head
Sing louder than you
Hey society
What’s your excuse?
What’s your excuse?

Mr. Sad Man (Pt. 1)

Old song remixed today 

I hear a riff in the clouds so high 
Strings bending like angels sigh 
A melody that won't let me cry 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Do they shine Do they glow 
Do they play the songs we know 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Strings of gold Frets of light 
Echoing through the endless night 
I see a chord painted on the sky 
Six lines drawn where dreams won't die 
A pic in the wind It whispers why 
Can you hear the sound 
Breaking through the ground 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Do they shine Do they glow 
Do they play the songs we know 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Strings of gold Frets of light 
Echoing through the endless night 
Play me a solo Soft and slow 
Let it burn Let it show 
If there's a stage where spirits go

Are there guitars in heaven .mp3

another native american  Jam for the warriors 

Akicita

as good as I get

Stronger than whats gone

Flatlining

Im Taking AIM

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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Musik ist für mich mehr als nur ein Hobby – sie ist ein wesentlicher Teil meines Lebens. Seit meiner Jugend begleiten mich die Klänge legendärer Bands wie den Beatles und AC/DC, und auch der Rock'n'Roll hat einen besonderen Platz in meinem Herzen. Die kraftvollen Rhythmen des Blues haben mich lange fasziniert, während in den 80er Jahren Bands wie die Eurythmics und U2 meine Favoriten waren. Heute genieße ich neben diesen Klassikern sowohl moderne Künstler wie Billie Eilish, Olivia Rodrigo, Katy Perry und Lana Del Rey als auch Rockbands wie Muse oder Greta Van Fleet. Besonders schätze ich die melancholische Musik von The National.

Mittlerweile nutze ich KI-Tools, um Musik nach meinem eigenen Geschmack zu kreieren. Ich verwende häufig ChatGPT und Copilot für die Texterstellung nach meinen aktuellen Gedanken daraus resultierenden Vorgaben für die KI und füge mit Music Lab oder Suno Musik und Stimmen hinzu.

Falls ihr eine Band habt, würde ich mich freuen, wenn ihr meine Stücke live performen oder mit echten Instrumenten und Stimmen aufnehmen möchtet. Lasst mich aber bitte auch das Ergebnis hören!

Musik bleibt für mich eine konstante Quelle der Freude, die mich selbst an schlechten Tagen aufheitert.

Frieden und Gesundheit!
Martin 

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Music is more than just a hobby for me – it is an essential part of my life. Since my youth, I have been accompanied by the sounds of legendary bands like The Beatles and AC/DC, and rock 'n' roll holds a special place in my heart. The powerful rhythms of the blues have fascinated me for a long time, while in the 80s, bands like The Eurythmics and U2 were my favorites. Today, I enjoy not only these classics but also modern artists like Billie Eilish, Olivia Rodrigo, Katy Perry, and Lana Del Rey, as well as rock bands like Muse or Greta Van Fleet. I particularly appreciate the melancholic music of The National.

Recently, I’ve been using AI tools to create music that reflects my own taste. I often use ChatGPT and Copilot for text creation to transform my current thoughts into music, and I add music and vocals with Music Lab or Suno.

If you have a band, I would be thrilled if you could perform my pieces live or record them with real instruments and voices. But please let me hear the result!

Music remains a constant source of joy for me, lifting my spirits even on bad days.

Peace and health!
Martin

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The Sky Was a Spreadsheet

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