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Your Love is My Trigger

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Performing Artists
Vocals: juccolo
Composition & Lyrics
songwriter: julius MacDhómhnaill
Production & Engineering
Producer: Eric Java
Julius MacDhómhnaill

Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer: julius MacDhómhnaill

Music by Julius MacDhómhnail performing elle vient du paradis © 2025 Julius McDonald | juccolo

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elle vient du paradis

I wrote this song three years ago when I was starting my career, and it somehow became the first track I truly fell in love with. It’s this tragic story about a woman grieving her fiancé through all the small things he left behind: perfume on his clothes, photos, an empty bottle… For the first time, love feels like torture when you know you’ll never see your other half again. I thought I’d fallen out of love with the song, but apparently not, because I came back to it this year like someone going back to a toxic ex “just to see,” and decided to make it my third single.

I Can't Let Go, Ghost!

“Built Myself” is me admitting the habit I keep running from is the same one I created. It’s the secret I fed in the dark until it rewired who I became. This song sits in that tension—wanting to change, caving anyway, and hating how it still follows me. Clean, dry, emotional vocals over a dark pop pulse, written from the place where self-sabotage feels both familiar and terrifying.

Built Myself

Heyyy i'm glad you found my song:)) I'm an independent artist from germany and just started uploading my songs here. In this song I'm experimenting a bit more with electronic sounds so if you like a dark ambience with a little electronic mixed with heavy guitars, you should check out my song!!⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

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verglüht

Plastic Heart

C'est la vie

[INTRO]

Must thread lightly
So we win
Nights are ghostly 
People are sin 

[CHORUS] 
My head 
is spinning in circles 
And I don’t know where to run 
From you 

The frost bites my fingers 
Lookin for warmth 
My skin turns blue 

You grab me 
To force me, to remember 
That my life is you 

Now I’m peeling my skin
You’re an itch that I can’t
Seem to subdue 

[BRIDGE]
w ho are you? 
could never be like you....
could never be like- 

[VERSE 2]
This time I tried the running
but I’m not going nowhere 
I’m still next to you! 
you stare that’s quite rude
(you stare it's quite rude) 

you wear that same old smile 
one that haunts for a while 
(ah) 
can’t breathe anymore 
like you’re at the door 
(like you're at the door.) 

keeping it quiet 
so you don’t find me 
you start the riots 
than you go blame me 
go talk to your lady 
my head is... 

[CHORUS] 
is spinning in circles 
And I don’t know where to run 
From you 

The frost bites my fingers 
Lookin for warmth 
My skin turns blue 

You grab me 
To force me, to remember 
That my life is you 

Now I’m peeling my skin
You’re an itch that I can’t
Seem to subdue

NEVER BE LIKE U (PROD.EXILLIAN)

This song is dedicated to those who have stood up for what they believe in, in spite of being threatened or in danger. We can say "Sorry I offended you, but I'm Not Sorry for standing up for what I believe in as I have a hope and a conviction that is beyond this physical life itself." 
Human Lyrics, Chords, and Melody written by Multi-Instrumentalist, Brandon Plumlee, in collaboration with AI Pop-House music production of which makes every Asa Cho track.

Sorry Not Sorry

Dreamcatcher Scream slowed and reverb, bass boosted

Dreamcatcher - Scream (depths of hell version)

Because of ME

“Chaos is the first language of the universe. We spend our lives learning to translate it.”
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LYRICS:
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Born to chaos  
Born to chance  
Born to balance  
Delicate dance  

Said world begin in fire  
Big explosion loud as God  

Universe stumble forward  
Still… it learn to walk  

Born from warm dark water  
Pushed into cold sharp noise  
First breath breaking silence  
Still… we find our voice

Order is a cage we like  
Chaos is the thing we are  
Tiny motion shift the world  
One wingbeat becomes a scar

Born to chaos  
Born to chance  
Born to balance  
Delicate dance  

From shaking sky  
To storms we bleed  
Chaos takes root  
To crack open the seed

Watched cities fall to ashes  
Windows cry and break apart  
Chaos rude and brutal teacher  
Still… it shape the art  

Draw maps inside the rubble  
Trace the danger
Trace the dream  
Butterfly with fragile power  
Moves the whole regime

Order is a cage we like  
Chaos is the thing we are  
Tiny motion shift the world  
One wingbeat becomes a scar

Born to chaos  
Born to chance  
Born to balance  
Delicate dance  

From shaking sky  
To storms we bleed  
Chaos takes root  
To crack open the seed

I walk in broken patterns  
Streets like twisted wire veins  

Chaos speak in quiet language  
Pulse inside my shaking brain  

Every step is revolution  
Small beginning
Giant wave  

Make disorder into meaning  
Turn destruction into brave  

Chaos spark is breathing furnace  
Burning through the rules we keep  
Order heavy like concrete block  
Chaos make the stone leap  

Balance always shifting under  
Feet that dance on cracking ground  
Lose the silence
Find the thunder  
In the noise-
The truth is found

Chaos spark is breathing furnace  
Burning through the rules we keep

Chaos spark is breathing furnace  
Burning through the rules we keep

Too much order — nothing grows  
Too much chaos — no one stays  
Balance is the blade we walk  
We walk it… 
Always

Born to chaos  

Born to chaos

Born 2 Chaos

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bORN2CHAOs

Where words should’ve flown, there fractured the sky,
Silence rode my chest like a pilot too shy.
A whisper sank deeper than memory’s knife,
Carved out a prayer from the pulp of my life.

I stitched up my lips with invisible thread,
Each sentence I swallowed grew teeth in my head.
Eyes like cathedrals, echoing rot,
Faith in a language the heavens forgot.

And no one hears the syntax I bleed,
Just noise, just static, just leftover need.
A timeline of glances, a history erased,
Where truth walks backwards with a porcelain face.

Call it grace, call it grief —
I spoke in signs you mistook for belief.
No takeoff, no spark,
Just a cockpit of echoes, alone in the dark.
I was grounded and gold,
Too tender to scream, too broken to hold —
Just a pilot too shy
In a sky made of sighs.

I wore my regret like a rust-colored coat,
Dreamt of a scream that could float like a note.
The angels above me were archiving sin,
Each syllable salted, too bitter to win.

And you — the receiver, antenna of doubt,
Turned every confession to static and shout.
We danced like two ghosts on the edge of a call,
Your name was the last thing I wrote on my wall.

What if language is just the scar of intention?
What if silence is the only real dimension?
I fed every vowel into the fire —
Watched them curl like failed choirs.

Call it art, call it error,
Call it heart in a mirror.
No lift, no flight,
Just a trace of a wing through perpetual night.
I was grounded and gold,
Too raw to perform, too aware to be bold —
Just a pilot too shy
In a sky full of lies.

Where words should’ve flown...
Something... broke.
And I just watched it fall,
Like me.
Like hope.

Pilot Too Shy

Sometimes, you have to become the monster to survive the pain. 🐍🗿

"Stone Cold Gaze" is an anthem for anyone who has built a kingdom on their own. It’s about the moment the heart turns heavy as stone and the mirrors are turned against the wall. When the world pushes you too far, you don't just run away—you stand your ground and make them numb.

Stone Cold Gaze

That one person you love, you feel ignored again and again. You finally step up to yourself, after not doing so again and again, thinking it would change, but it didn't.

Where you can find this song: https://fanlink.tv/fugyz

Typing things I know you’ll never read but
I’m more than that, Oh

I got ignored again
Another day without you
Without, Without, Oh

Typing things I know you’ll never read but
I’m more than that, Oh
I’m more than that

I tried reaching out
I tried to be with you
With you

I can’t endure the pain
You thought I was chasing like
A dog, a dog, Oh

Typing things I know you’ll never read but
I’m more than that, Oh
I’m more than that

Oh, again
You come, you go
Again, you come, you go

Just tell me why
Is it really that fun?
Or because you are bored?

Typing things I know you’ll never read but
I’m more than that, Oh
I’m more than that

More Than That

Rights & CreditsLyrics & concept © [Stephany Gallegos].Melodies, instrumentation & AI vocals generated using Suno AI under my creative direction. All lyrics, composition, and production decisions are original. No copyrighted material owned by others is used. Original work — all rights reserved.

Say My Name (SGO)

🧚✨ Я фея, которая потерялась в своем собственном мире! Обожаю блистать, как новогодняя елка, и при этом вечно клянчить у своего магического круга немного хардкора.

Занимаюсь:
- Демонстрацией фрагментов историй, связанных с миром "Аппаир", на данный момент записывая музыкальное и вокальное сопровождение к песням с помощью общедоступного генеративного инструмента "SUNO".
- Летаю по клубам, раздавая «волшебные» зелья. Не спрашивайте, что в них, но, поверьте, это точно не травка!
- Составлением списка «долгов» на свою зарплату. Примечание: долгов у меня больше, чем друзей. 😜
- Пытками людей своими шутками. Если я не вызывала у вас слезы от смеха — значит, я не старалась!

Интересы:
- Дегустация сладостей, которые я умыкнула у заблудших душ, и всякого кулинарного безумия, которое выглядит как угощение из кошмара, но на вкус — как будто его варили в кислоте на дне забытой бочки.
- Говорить о чувствах с пингвинами. Не спрашивайте, просто поверьте, они понимают. 🐧❤️
- Модные тренды в мире фей: В этом месяце — полоски и блестки! Но серьезно, кто носит простые платья, когда можно одеться, как клоун на параде?

Моя миссия:
Вдохновить мир немного больше смеяться, раздавая волшебные советы и ужасные шутки! Если вы ищете светлую сторону жизни, забудьте об этом! Я здесь, чтобы напомнить, что иногда лучше шутить над своими несчастьями, чем просто сидеть и ныть. 🙃✨

Контакты:
Напишите мне, если хотите пофантазировать о мирских проблемах и о том, как я могу решить их с помощью магии и сарказма!

I started writing songs to figure out what I was feeling, and kept discovering more with every one I wrote. I blend whatever sounds fit the moment; the hooks and polish of pop, the pulse of EDM, the chaos of hyperpop, the intimacy of an acoustic guitar, and the honesty of country. Whatever gets me closer to the truth. Most of it never left my hard drive. It’s always been more about processing than performing.

Lyrics that kiss slow, grip tight, and never let you go. Dark pop × forbidden desire × unapologetic obsession. Using Ai for beats and singers.

Soundtrack of the ones who feel too much or don't feel at all✧*.｡
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 ig @melodymalevolence

🌸 AI Pop-House Artist
✏️ All lyrics, melodies & creative direction by human songwriter Brandon Plumlee
✨ 새로운 시대의 팝 뮤즈 (pop muse of a new era)

i practice turning people into trees which means appreciating them just the way they are

𝘐𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is an intimate collection of artists exploring a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave, and Experimental World Pop. Collectively, this is known as QUIRKPOP — music that pushes the creative limits of traditional pop.

Expect an unpredictable journey through sound, emotion, and humor, where genres collide and pop bends in strange new ways. Each song is conceived, composed, and performed with total sincerity, whether it’s built from voices, instruments, software, or hybrid experimentation. The focus is on the music itself: if it resonates, it resonates. No explanation required.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is curated by two musicians, both living within the same body, sharing a singular existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused, yet extremely and unapologetically sincere.

Influences range from Weird Al and Nathan Fielder to David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain, and T-Swift. 

Danielle & Dave’s favorite inventions include the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel… who may be an entity or a god.


I am a visionary mixed-media artist weaving the sensual and the sacred through spiritual and mystical themes. My creations pulse with the rhythm of dark-wave frequencies and the shimmer of evolving technology, where circuitry meets spirit, and shadow becomes revelation. I seek to bridge the luminous gap between the ancient and the futuristic, awakening remembrance of the divine fire that hums within us all.

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