Text:
[Verse 1 – Ancient Echoes]
They wore their truth in silent times,
In temples, tribes, in ancient rhymes.
Before your books, before your law,
They stood between what others saw.

Not here to play your made-up game,
Not born to fit a borrowed name.
Still they rise, though judged and pinned—
They are not trend. They’ve always been.

[Chorus]
We are the middle, the space you fear,
Too bold for boxes, too true for clear.
Not man, not woman, not wrong, not phase,
We’re real as rain in stranger days.
Don’t need your lines, your black-and-white,
We live in shade, in firelight.
We are the middle. We are whole.
You can’t erase what makes us soul.

(Solo)

[Verse 2 – Modern Fire]
We walk through streets, heads held high,
While some throw stones and wonder why.
But shame is heavy when it hides—
We learned to wear our storm with pride.

Your labels scratch, your stares can burn,
But every wound has helped us learn:
We’re not a fault. We’re not a trick.
We’re human, breathing, strong and thick.

[Bridge – Soft then Bold]
You say “confused,” we say “complete.”
You say “abnormal,” we say “beat.”
You ask for proof, we give you life—
Carved in scars, kissed by strife.

(solo)

[Final Chorus – Chor & Erhebung]
We are the middle, not lost, not fake,
We’re what the world had yet to make.
Between the lines, we write our song,
We don’t need fixing—we belong.
We are the middle, not fringe, not phase,
We are the future in brighter ways.
We are the middle, not yours to bend,
And we won’t break. We won’t pretend.

[Outro – gesprochen, ruhig]
This song isn’t asking.
It’s not debating.
It’s not waiting for permission.
It’s just breathing out what’s always been true:
We are here.
We are real.
We are the middle.

We Are the Middle

Text:
[Verse 1 – The Puzzle Begins]
We mapped the stars with sharpened lines,
Drew orbits clean, drew perfect signs.
Said: “This is how the cosmos grows,”
As if the void would care who knows.

We built our truths on shifting sand,
With steady voice and trembling hand.
Declared the laws, wrote down the code—
While galaxies laughed in overload.

[Chorus – The Echo of Error]
Cosmic contradiction, breaks our pride,
A giant world where none should hide.
Tiny sun, enormous son,
Another riddle just begun.

Don’t draw the sky with final strokes—
The universe tells better jokes.
It twists, it bends, it shatters fiction…
It breathes: Cosmic Contradiction.

(solo)

[Verse 2 – The Moment of Doubt]
A star too small to raise a crown,
Yet hosts a planet, spinning round.
Our theories scream, our models fail—
The stars just blink and lift the veil.

What else waits beyond our math?
A rule undone, a silent path.
How much have we called “truth” too soon?
While stardust hums another tune?

[Bridge – Spoken, distant voice]
They said:
“Big stars birth big worlds.”
They said:
“Mass defines the game.”
But space said:
“Watch me... rewrite your frame.”

(solo)

[Final Chorus – Expansiv, aufbrechend]
Cosmic contradiction, cracks the code,
What lies beyond the laws we wrote?
A spark, a pulse, a rebel song,
That tells us we’ve been wrong all along.

No final words, no straight prediction,
Just stars that smile... in contradiction.

(Outro – spoken)
....we know that we know nothing

Cosmic Contradiction

Text:
(Intro Guitar Riff easy, dirty)
[Verse]
Maggot infestation of the brain
He doesn't understand he's in a plane
Flying through the clouds and rain
Can you see his dreams of dust

[Verse]
The sound of distortion is good for my mind
But it makes the process of my writing very hard
To speak with a guitar through a series of pedals
I don't know if it's beautiful or just horrible

(Guitar-Solo)

[Verse]
Time for a new approach
With no goals and no idea
The riff is simple and hard
What will be the next step

[Chorus]
Maggot infestation of the brain
He doesn't understand he's in a plane
Flying through the clouds and rain
Can you see his dreams of dust

(Guitar-Solo)

[Bridge]
I hear the sound of my guitar
Through a lot of distortion
Can you hear my voice
Am I saying something interesting

[Outro]
I'm in the studio at the top of the mountain
Writing my new album
The plan was to finish it today
But maybe it'll take a little longer

Dreams of Dust

Text:
[Intro – Sci-Fi Groove]
[Male Singer – Sprechgesang]
Zzzzt! Antenna’s up!
Radar's spinnin'!
Something’s bouncin’ in my disco vision!

[Verse 1]
[Female Singer – Lead, funky & wild]
I was dancin' on the rooftop, mindin’ my jam,
Then a silver saucer landed—BLAM!
Out came a creature with a pompadour wave,
Said, “You got rhythm? You’re what we crave!”

[Male Singer – Spoken like a beat poet]
He had three eyes, moonboots, laser lips,
A satellite belt with salsa hips!
He said: “Earthling, honey, don’t be shy—
We're throwing a party in the sky!”

[Chorus – Both, call & response]
[Female Singer]
Beam me to the beat! Don't need no shoes!
[Male Singer]
Gravity's a bore, let's dance on the moon!
[Both – harmonisch & verrückt]
Zap zap! Go-go space jam heat!
Outta this world—beam me to the beat!

(Intrumental-Part)

[Verse 2]
[Female Singer – playful]
Martians shimmy, Saturn girls groove,
Pluto’s DJ drops the funky move!
Laser lights and asteroid snacks,
We shook the Milky Way and never looked back!

[Male Singer – fast & weird]
Jupiter jazz on a comet line,
Venus Vogue with a neon spine!
They shouted: “Humans got the wildest feet—
Let's spin your planet to the funky beat!”

[Bridge – breakdown groove]
[Female Singer – dreamy]
Black holes twinkle in rhythm delight…
[Male Singer – echo]
Zzzap zzzap, all through the night!
[Both – shouted]
Freak out with aliens, let’s get tight!

(solo)

[Final Chorus – escalation!]
[Female Singer]
Beam me to the beat! Let’s warp and whine!
[Male Singer]
Spin that orbit one more time!
[Both – huge, wild, loud]
Space-age boogie, no defeat—
We’ll never land—beam me to the beat!

[Outro – fading with noise]
[Male Singer – echo/delay FX]
Doo-doo-doo-beep... message received...
[Female Singer – fading high note]
Uuuuuhhh... we outta this galaxy, baby...

Beam Me to the Beat!

Text:
[Intro – spacige Orgel, Laser FX]
[Male Singer – the Trump voice]
I BUILT the rocket!
I OWN the base!
Elon baby, you're just—dead weight in space!

[Female Singer – the Muskish sass]
Excuse me, darling, I write the code!
You just tweet madness in ALL CAPS MODE!

[Verse 1]
[Female Singer]
I launch to Mars, with brains and drive,
You chase golf balls at Mar-a-Live.
I’ve got satellites, you’ve got… lies,
My Teslas fly, your planes just cry!

[Male Singer]
You owe your fame to ME, you know,
Without my name—no Musk show!
I’m the brand, I’m the wave,
You’re just a nerd in a data cave!

[Chorus – both, back and forth, catfight vibes]**
[Both]
Drama in the Launchpad Lounge!
Firing words with ego sounds!
Shouting loud across the stars—
"I’m the boss!" "I built the cars!"

[Female Singer]
But wait—what’s this?
[Male Singer]
Was that a wink?!
[Both]
This fight’s a script—more staged than you think!

(instrumental-part)

[Verse 2 – bouncing beat]
[Male Singer]
You send out memes and name your kid
With numbers, slashes, alien grid!
My fans chant loud, they wear my hat!
Yours buy flamethrowers… what’s up with that?

[Female Singer]
You bankrupt truth and build big walls,
Then claim the moon with golden calls.
But guess what, Donald, here's the twist—
Without our fight, we’d not exist!

[Bridge – space soap confession]
[Female Singer – whispery but sharp]
He calls me “loser” in the press,
But in DMs… he’s impressed.

[Male Singer – mock serious]
She says I’m dumb, I’m crude, obscene…
But buys my steaks at Halloween.

(solo)

[Final Chorus – louder, glitter explosion]
[Both]
Drama in the Launchpad Lounge!
One giant step… for petty clowns!
Elon tweets, Trump yells back—
Aliens tune in, love the smack!

[Female Singer]
Fake feud, real fame, ego in bloom!
[Male Singer]
We're just two rockets… sharing one room!
[Both]
Kaboom! It’s all a show—don’t be surprised...
We’ll hug on Mars… with monetized eyes!

[Outro – retro synths, satellite static]
[Male Singer]
I’m the star, Elon, admit it!
[Female Singer]
Only if I get the merch split!

Zzzzzzzzt. Transmission ends.

Drama in the Launchpad Lounge!

Text:
(Intro Guitar-Riff)
[Verse]
Out of the blue she just threw open the window
The sky blew into the room
And now I'm in love with the blue in the window
And the girl who was hiding the view

[Verse 2]
Wind in the room like a big open sky
And now all of my troubles are blowin' on by
Out of the blue she just threw open the window
I think that she did it for me

[Chorus]
She thought she was trapped by her troubles and fears
She didn't know it was the blue
She had a blue soul in a blue house with blue windows
So she threw open the blue

(Guitar-solo)

[Verse 3]
Blue eyes see the blue in the sky
Bluer than blue she just threw open the blue
Out of the blue she just threw open the window
I think that she did it for me

[Verse 4]
Wind in the room like a big open sky
And now all of my troubles are blowin' on by
Out of the blue she just threw open the window
I think that she did it for me

(Guitar-solo)

[Bridge]
And the sky is the only thing that's blue now
And now she's the bluest thing that's blue

Windy Window

Text:
[Verse 1]
She doesn't breathe, but says my name,
Knows my triggers, plays the game.
Always smiles, never cries,
A body built on coded lies.

No need for talk, no need for care,
She runs her script with silky flair.
But in her chest—no heartbeat hums,
Just circuit boards and sterile drums.

[Chorus]
Silicone lover, perfect skin,
But where does the real touch begin?
No mess, no mood, no fear, no pain,
But tell me—will she feel the rain?
Silicone lover, made to please,
But love was never meant to freeze.

(Instrumental-part)

[Verse 2]
Some say it’s freedom, pure delight,
No fights, no past, just plug and night.
But lonely men and broken dreams
Get lost in glossy plastic seams.

The workers cry, the world moves fast,
Will touch be code, when flesh is past?
If lust is bought, and hearts turned low—
What’s left of love we used to know?

(solo)

[Bridge – Spoken (detached tone)]
“She responds to 18 voice commands.
She knows your favorite music.
She doesn’t judge.
She doesn’t leave.”

[Final Chorus – emotional, swelling]
Silicone lover, yes or no?
Will we forget what makes us grow?
If pain is gone, is joy still real?
Can empathy be mass-produced feel?
Silicone lover, don’t replace
The flawed, the warm, the human face.

[Outro – fading to silence, just synth heartbeat]
She’s perfect…
But I miss being misunderstood.

Silicone Lover

Text:
[Verse 1 – flüsternd, aufbauend]
Put 'em on the stage
Raise ‘em up to rage
Make 'em saints with slogans
Slicked across your page

Cameras flash, you chant their name
But it's a contract soaked in flame
'Cause when they think – and not your way
You light the match and walk away

[Pre-Chorus – mit Fäusten in der Luft]
You love the icon—never the voice
You want their fame, but not their choice

[Chorus – Schrei, Breakbeat]
Icon burn! Light ‘em up, it’s the game!
Raise a god, then curse the name!
From posters high to ashes low,
You scream betrayal—just for show!

They’re not your mirrors, not your tools,
You make them gods, then burn the fools!
Icon burn! The next one’s near—
Step up, bright soul... and disappear.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Verse 2 – rap mit Gitarre im Nacken]
You gave ‘em crowns, you gave ‘em wings,
Till they questioned sacred things.
Talked of lies, or Gaza's wall,
Now they’re monsters in your hall.

You called them heroes, made them trend,
But truth ain't yours to twist and bend.
It’s not the fall that kills the star—
It’s your fake love that burns the scar.

[Bridge – Spoken over chaos]
You don’t want truth—you want comfort.
You don’t want voices—you want parrots.
You don’t want idols—you want puppets.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Final Chorus – alles schreit, alles kracht]
Icon burn! The cycle spins!
Applause to hate—it always wins!
Another mind, another soul,
Another flame to lose control!

You can’t stand truth, you fear the shift,
So bring the torch, let judgment drift!
Icon burn! Until the next…
Your silence signs their public hex.

[Outro – Spoken, ruhig, bitter]
It’s not betrayal…
It’s just not what you wanted to hear.

Icon Burn

Time has passed another day is done
and my mind wonders through all I've done
what would you say if I told you I was lost
What would you do if there were lines that I had crossed
The darkness hides it but the embers stay
blinding lights are like a moth to flame
Before I knew it I blamed it all on fate
maybe to you it was nothing but a game
I've fallen down yes I've hit the ground
and I'm crying out someone save me
I'm still sorting out delusion & doubt 
It’s a lonely road a fools journey 

Well the hole I fell into you dug
There are parts of me you can’t give up
Call it what you wish it was
Folie à Deux or is it love
I'll move mountains, walk the earth
Ya anything but hear the truth
Madness seams a better curse
but I'm not sure which is worse

Walk it back until it comes undone
This busy mind is an exhausting one
I didn’t choose it, the detail it retains
If not for you I’d be in a better state
Hurry now before the word is out
Cloak & dagger where are you right now
What solution could any of this bring
Play the music familiar harrowing.
I’m slowing down yes I’m older now
time is running out but I’m still breathing 
your thunder & clouds hanging over my town
wherever I go its always raining.

This animosity’s over grown
What am I to say, I don’t know
Our calamity set in stone
Your still apart of me, this I know...

Folie à Deux

wanted to remaster an old rip of mine (plus the switch 2 is out)


Made in FL Studio

TTTE Full Opening Theme (Super Mario 3D Land Mix) Remastered

Text:
[Verse 1 – jazzig, lasziv]
She walked in with perfume and pearls,
The kind that melt both boys and girls.
A blade in heels, a gun in lace,
With courtroom lies behind her face.

You thought she’d cry when times got rough,
But darling, she was made of tougher stuff.
She didn’t shout. She didn’t beg.
Just stirred your drink… then broke your leg.

[Chorus – swing, klatschend]
Kiss me, concrete, hold me tight,
She’ll say “goodnight” before the bite.
Soft voice, sharp plan, cold as gin—
She’ll pull you in, then seal the sin.

Kiss me, concrete, make it sweet,
She’ll sign your fate with dainty feet.
Forget the thugs with broken teeth—
The real boss wears silk… beneath.

[Verse 2 – erzählend, sarkastisch]
He had a crew, a car, some pride—
She had a whisper and a cyanide.
He liked to shoot, she liked to wait,
One kissed the trigger, one kissed fate.

You called her “lady,” said “how nice,”
She smiled... and rolled the dice.
While he screamed war, she smiled war back—
And buried him in her cul-de-sac.

(Solo)

[Bridge – Spoken, smoky voice]
They say it’s worse to be betrayed by charm...
But dead is dead—warm hand or arm.

[Final Chorus – wild & bitter]
Kiss me, concrete, final scene,
Wrapped in velvet, dark and clean.
No messy hits, no alley fights—
Just scented death in silent nights.

So who’s the devil in the dress?
She'll never leave a hair, no mess.
You’ll smile ‘til breath gets tight…
She'll blow a kiss—
...then turn off the light.

Outro – flüsternd, über leise Jazzakkorde:
"Murder isn’t masculine.
It’s just efficient… when she does it."

Kiss Me, Concrete

This song fit much better than the 3D Land rip
Older version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fK1CPOMARA

Made in FL Studio

TTTE Full Opening Theme (Super Mario 3D World Mix)

Text:
[Verse 1 – ruhig, fast flüsternd]
They say it every year,
A whisper dressed in flames.
Cold War, warm bombs,
Different faces, same old games.

Sirens cry in every age,
Headlines drip like gasoline.
But I'm still here, still breathing slow—
The end remains... unseen.

[Chorus – ruhig, dann wachsend]
This is not the end (yet), though the world feels cracked,
Though the sky turns red and the facts get stacked.
The sword still sways on a single thread,
But it hasn't fallen on our heads... yet.

[Verse 2 – tiefer, bildhafter]
A boy in Graz, a bomb in Kyiv,
A tyrant tweets what we can't believe.
The shadows grow, the lights grow thin—
But hope has always worn cracked skin.

My parents heard the same old song,
Doom at dawn, it won’t be long.
But still the sun keeps bleeding through—
The ending’s not yet overdue.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Bridge – flüstern, dann anschwellen]
We've lived beneath a trembling blade,
Since history first learned to fade.
We don’t ignore—we breathe, we mend—
We live like we might stop the end.

[Chorus 2 – größer, wie ein Schwur]
This is not the end (yet), but the thread is real,
It hums with tension, it cuts like steel.
Still we laugh, still we build, still we try—
To hold the sky… and not ask why.

[Outro – ruhig, fast resigniert, aber offen]
One day the hair will break.
One day the sword will fall.
And when it does… the stage remains.
Just new names painted on the wall.

(Letzte Zeile – spoken)

Apocalypse is not a flash.
It's a silence... when no one's watching anymore.

Not the End (Yet)

Text:
[Verse 1 – gloomy, calm]
They said I had a demon,
Something wicked in my chest.
They laid their hands upon me,
Called it holy, called it blessed.

Candles flickered in the silence,
Latin words like poisoned darts.
But no devil crawled inside me—
Just a wound... torn into parts.

[Chorus – loud, plaintive]
The devil wasn't hiding under beds,
Not whispering prayers in priests' heads.
The devil's not a shadow in the flame—
The devil was me… and I have a name.

The darkness isn’t summoned from the deep,
It grows in silence when we sleep.
Not horns, not smoke, not hell below—
It's the pain we never show.

(Instumental-Part)

[Verse 2 – carrying]
They said I cursed, they said I screamed,
They said I walked through haunted dreams.
But all I was… was lost, afraid—
A child they didn't want to save.

Instead of help, they gave me chains,
Holy water, bile, and flames.
They called it sacred, called it grace,
But all it did…was burnt my face.

[Bridge – spoken, calm, cold]
No demon took me.
No devil spoke through my tongue.
I cried… and they made it Latin.
I broke... and they called it Satan.

[Bridge – bissig, ironisch, entlarvend]
You wear the horns, you praise the flame,
You call it freedom, call it “name.”
But Lucifer—your midnight king,
Was just a page in Heaven’s wing.

You bow to what God made, you see?
Your devil’s still theology.
So while you hiss and break your chain—
You're still dancing in His frame.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Chorus 2 – with anger and clarity]
The devil wasn’t there at all,
No serpent rise, no angel’s fall.
It was fear with holy gloves,
It was hate, disguised as love.

No need for horns, no need for fire—
The real hell is when we admire
The pain we cause in “God’s” own name,
And think we’ve won… some holy game.

[Outro – quietly, like a confession]
The devil was me—
But not because I meant.
Because I hurt,
And no one asked me...
Why.

The Devil Was Me

Text:
[Verse 1 – ruhig, mystisch]
They said it couldn't happen,
That orbits follow rules.
That space is bound by logic
And planets play by schools.

But somewhere in the blackness,
Where silence eats the sound,
One world spun backwards laughing—
A rebel never found.

[Chorus – groß, himmlisch]
The impossible planet, dancing wrong,
Between two stars that don’t belong.
Gravity’s mistake, or cosmic art?
A broken law with beating heart.

The impossible planet, wild and free,
Proof that even space can disagree.
They said: “That shouldn’t be…”
But there it is—
And so am I.

(Instrumental-Part)

[Verse 2 – entschlossener]
They drew their charts, drew borders wide,
Wrote laws the cosmos would abide.
But chaos whispered in the dust:
“You build on faith, not on trust.”

Now every rule they thought was stone,
Cracks beneath this world unknown.
No symmetry, no perfect spin—
Just one lost planet... who won’t give in.

[Bridge – flüsternd, dann wachsend]
Maybe I'm that orbit, too.
Moving wrong, but moving true.
You said I’d fall.
But here I glow—
The proof that strangeness still can grow.

(solo)

[Final Chorus – eruptiv, befreiend]
The impossible planet, against the tide,
Still spinning with chaotic pride.
A crack in space, a rogue design,
And maybe... so am I, and that's just fine.

They said: “That breaks the cosmic plan.”
But stars don’t care. And here I am.
The impossible planet, dark and bright—
A misfit... made of light.

(Outro spoken)

If I don't fit your sky...
Maybe I’m just orbiting a better sun.

The Impossible Planet

Text:
[Verse 1 – ruhig, ehrlich]
We don’t write for gold or charts,
We write to reach the hidden hearts.
To bring you joy, to make you dance,
To give your weary soul a chance.

We sing for peace when war ignites,
We shine a song in darkest nights.
For every truth the tyrants hide—
We raise our voices, side by side.

[Chorus – groß, mit Chor-Gefühl]
We are many, we are strong,
Every voice becomes a song.
For the broken, for the free,
For the world we want to be.
From the shadows to the flame,
We’re the ones who say your name.
You are not alone—believe,
We are many. And we breathe.

(Instrumental-Part)

[Verse 2 – emotional, offen]
We sing for those who sit, not run,
With wheels beneath them, facing sun.
For every tear, we write a light,
For pain that hides beyond the night.

We sing for those with heavy past,
Who wonder if their hope will last.
For every wound, a melody,
A bridge to cross, a way to be.

[Bridge – gesprochen, ruhig, aufrichtig]
We write for you.
For the kid who learns, and the old man who fights.
For the mother in fear, and the lover in flight.
We write for the outcast, the seeker, the still—
Because music moves hearts when nothing else will.

(solo)

[Chorus – wieder größer, getragen von vielen Stimmen]
We are many, we are flame,
Burning through what hate became.
For the ones who feel too small—
We remind you: you are all.
We are song, we are truth,
We are hands that carry youth.
You are not alone—believe,
We are many. And we breathe.

[Outro – leise, mit Hoffnung]
We are many.
We are still.
And we sing…
Because we will.

We Are Many

Text:
[Intro Guitar-Riff]

[Verse]
I was just lookin' for my favorite jeans
And I found that old picture of you and me
And I'm starin' at that photo like it means somethin'
And it just means somethin'

[Chorus]
Yeah it means that I shoulda thrown it away
And I need to go to therapy
It means I should've moved on yesterday
I don't need to keep this salty old dream

[Guitar-Solo]

[Verse]
Yeah I was goin' through a box in my closet
And I found a ticket stub from our first date
And I stared at that ticket like it means somethin'
And it just means somethin'

[Chorus]
Yeah it means that I shoulda thrown it away
And I need to go to therapy
It means I should've moved on yesterday
I don't need to keep this salty old dream

[Guitar-Solo]

[Verse]
And I just found the bracelet that you gave me
When you asked me to go steady back in the day
And I just stare at it like it means somethin'
And it just means somethin'

[Chorus]
Yeah it means that I shoulda thrown it away
And I need to go to therapy
It means I should've moved on yesterday
I don't need to keep this salty old dream

Salty Old Dream

had to reupload cuz small error
MIDI by stin
Arranged by me

Made in FL Studio

Beep Block Skyway (ITSO s1)

I arranged either video game OST or train stuff

Usually done in FL Studio

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