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A slow spiral through memory, regret, and everything that still smells like goodbye.
Written by Foss. Echoed by the algorithm.
This one lingers.

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Well now, listen up, y'all! 🤠🥃 studiowhitebird done cooked up somethin' special, somethin' that'll hit ya right in the gut like a shot of good ol' rye.
We're talkin' 'bout 'Whiskey & Regret'! This ain't no campfire sing-along, bless your heart. This here's a slow-burnin' Country Ballad mixed with some real Outlaw Country and a whole lotta Blues-Rock. Got a voice on it, deep and rough, like it's been soaked in a barrel of the finest whiskey, with a proper Texan twang. You'll hear that mournful slide guitar cryin', and a beat that drags heavy, like boots through mud. It's dark, it's introspective, and it burns somethin' fierce.
This tune's for them nights when the past just won't stay buried, and them scars of yours sing louder than any debt. Truth is, there ain't no cure, just 'Whiskey & Regret.' Y'all best give it a listen, hear?

Na, wie geht's, Leute? 🤠🥃 studiowhitebird hat da was Besonderes auf die Beine gestellt, etwas, das euch direkt in den Magen trifft wie ein guter alter Whiskey - Schluck.
Wir reden hier von 'Whiskey & Regret'! Das ist kein Lagerfeuer-Gesang. Das hier ist eine langsam brennende Country-Ballade, gemischt mit echtem Outlaw Country und einer ganzen Menge Blues-Rock. Da ist eine Stimme drauf, tief und rau, als wäre sie in einem Fass vom feinsten Whiskey getränkt, mit einem ordentlichen texanischen Akzent. Ihr werdet diese klagende Slide-Gitarre weinen hören und einen Beat, der schwer schleppt, wie Stiefel durch Schlamm. Es ist düster, es ist introspektiv und es brennt gewaltig.
Dieser Song ist für die Nächte, in denen die Vergangenheit einfach nicht begraben bleiben will und eure Narben lauter singen als jede Schuld. Die Wahrheit ist, es gibt kein Heilmittel, nur 'Whiskey & Regret'. Ihr solltet euch das besser anhören, hört ihr?

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Whiskey & Regret

"Burn Me Slow" is a slow-burning blues ballad about a young couple caught in a storm of love, lust, and jealousy. The song follows the emotional rollercoaster of a passionate relationship where desire fuels both connection and conflict. The narrator feels the fire of intimacy but is haunted by suspicion as their lover's attention drifts. As doubt grows and trust erodes, the song questions the sincerity of love that thrives on temptation. With haunting verses, a bittersweet chorus, and long soulful instrumental parts, the track captures the fragile beauty and hidden pain of a love that burns too hot to last.


🎵 Title: "Burn Me Slow"


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[instrumental intro – slow electric blues guitar, soft organ – 0:00–0:25]

[verse 1 – 0:26–0:55]
We met beneath a blood-red moon,
Your lips were sweet, your touch in tune.
You pulled me close, no words were said,
Just heat and hunger in our bed.
But passion, baby, cuts both ways—
It feeds the night, then haunts the days.

[instrumental 1 – guitar solo – 0:56–1:15]

[verse 2 – 1:16–1:45]
You danced in silk, I watched in flame,
Each time you moaned, you called my name.
But I see how you turn your head,
When someone else walks by instead.
It’s fire and thrill, then doubt and sigh—
You lift me up, then make me cry.

[chorus – 1:46–2:15]
Love me slow, or let me go,
Don’t make me burn and never know.
Are you mine, or just a show?
I can’t keep drowning in your glow.
Your kiss is wine, your lie is cold—
I need the truth before we’re old.

[instrumental 2 – slow organ and bluesy bends – 2:16–2:35]

[verse 3 – 2:36–3:05]
You laugh too long at strangers’ lines,
You say it's nothing, but it bites.
Your eyes still search, though I am near,
It turns my love to smoke and fear.
I try to trust, but lose the fight—
I'm chasing shadows every night.

[instrumental 3 – moody guitar + faint harmonica – 3:06–3:25]

[verse 4 – 3:26–3:55]
You say I’m yours, but still you roam,
You love the chase more than the home.
Your perfume lingers in my chest,
But so does doubt—it never rests.
I gave you all, you gave me thrill,
But baby, lust don’t pay the bill.

[bridge – 3:56–4:16]
You want the fire, not the flame,
You want the thrill without the name.
But hearts ain’t toys and nights grow cold—
Even passion can't be sold.

[instrumental 4 – long sentimental guitar solo, soft organ – 4:17–4:45]
(Weeping bends, slow and expressive…)

[chorus reprise – 4:46–5:15]
Love me slow, or let me go,
Don’t leave me aching head to toe.
Are you mine, or just for show?
Tell me now—I need to know.

[instrumental outro – 5:16–5:30]
Guitar fades slowly into soft minor chord, whisper of organ in the back…


Burn Me Slow

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Carried out 
Into the night 
Against my will
Beseeching death 
As if it were 
Some thrill. 
Selling my 
Honor for 
The value of 
A dollar. 
Not knowing 
Of a sponsor. 
Accepting my faith 
As my hand begins 
To shake. 
Puncturing my soul 
As a mind 
Looks to forsake. 
The actions of me 
As the angels 
Wait for my  
Choice to see. 
This immovable 
Blockage 
In front of me. 
The spark  
Of light 
As I quiver 
In fright. 
Lurching in 
The shadow’s plight 
The call 
To the light 
As the paramedics 
Work with 
All their might. 
Glimpses 
With delight 
That the mind 
Can see  
In the night. 
The awakening 
Of me 
Is the realization 
Of being subjected 
To what is free. 
The choice 
To breathe 
And follow 
The soul 
That’s purpose  
Is to lead. 
I bless 
The holiness 
In me. 
In silence 
And true  
Humility. 
“I am not a body 
I am free 
For I am 
Still as God 
Created me.” 
“Art is a lie 
That makes us 
Realize 
The truth.”

Picasso Said

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Forgive 
Is 
To Live 
And let live. 
The understanding 
And transparency 
With the  
Soul’s inerrancy. 
The ego’s discrepancy. 
As the universe 
Grants clemency. 
The grace 
Of dualities. 
Coherency 
While my clarity 
Looks at 
Relational 
Disparity. 
An act  
Of insincerity. 
The tendency 
Toward 
Popularity 
Becoming the route 
Of jealousy’s 
Psychotherapy. 

The understanding 
Of this hegemony 
Becomes extraordinary 
Freedom of  
The toxic parodies 
Ascendancy. 
The sick and  
Tortured mind 
Groping in darkness 
No more. 
The lesson learned 
The lessons to be 
A will with lessons 
Of freedom to see. 

This bondage  
Of self 
As separation 
Is being dealt. 
From a therapist 
Or a parent 
Where love is not 
Honestly being felt 
Or 
Transparent. 
The key to 
This conundrum 
Separation 
One from 
Done from 
Affront from 
Look to 
It’s opposite. 
Acceptance 
And love from 
Not to 
Judge from. 
The agony of me 
Is the toll  
Of the false 
Perception. 
I see 
Being laid down 
In front of me. 

The understanding 
Of this hegemony 
Becomes extraordinary 
Freedom of  
The toxic parodies 
Ascendancy. 
The sick and  
Tortured mind 
Groping in darkness 
No more. 
The lesson learned 
The lessons to be 
A will with lessons 
Of freedom to see. 

Forgive, and you 
Will see differently. 
This path to  
Nonduality. 
Becomes a reality. 
Grasping at 
The illusions 
Of  
money 
Property 
And prestige. 
Will not 
Control the liege. 
Freedom 
Of choice 
And joy 
To fulfill 
Not  
The projection 
Of separation 
And guilt. 
I will forgive 
And this will 
Disappear 
The removal 
Of pain 
And fear.

Clemency

Song Description – Elohim’s Lament
A slow-burning, smoky country ballad where the Divine sings to Itself through the voice of a broken soul. Elohim’s Lament is the sound of the sacred forgetting, one who once held the stars in their mouth, now sitting alone in a dark room, remembering what was lost when the body forgot the soul. With gentle guitar, weeping steel, and whispered breath, this song carries the ache of a god exiled in flesh, longing for the unity of He, She, and Them in the One. It’s not just a song, it’s a confession across lifetimes.

Elohim's Lament (Remastered) (Remix)

Some say the world is built on rules

My New Album Delta Dusk & Soul will be releases on a streaming platforms November 6th. This is a sneak preview for SoundCloud only. Let me know what is your most memorable song!

Chasin’ Nothin‘

A soft, melancholic piece about memory, nostalgia, and the quiet ache of moments that slip away. It feels like wandering through faded photographs, names remembered, faces disappearing, choices never made. Warm, gentle instrumentation supports intimate vocals, creating a reflective, soft but sorrowful atmosphere.

Fading Lines

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"If The World Ends Tomorrow" is a melancholic yet witty acoustic folk ballad blending apocalyptic dread with tender romance and dark humor. A man, facing doomsday headlines, woos his love with ironic urgency: if the world might end, why not seize the night in intimate chaos? Through poetic verses, it contrasts cosmic collapse with personal warmth—burning skies, trembling hands, rooftop toasts—urging reckless love as the ultimate rebellion. Passenger-like storytelling meets Blunt-esque charm in bittersweet, lightly explicit intimacy.(see the generated image above)

Full Lyrics

Title: If The World Ends Tomorrow

[Intro]
The news keeps shouting “countdown’s near”
But I just pour another beer
The sky’s aflame, the moon looks shy
So hold me close before we die
We’ve watched the world spin out of tune
Now midnight tastes like sweet perfume

[Verse 1]
They say the sea’s gonna swallow Rome
And angels pack their bags for home
Some preacher counting down in vain
While streetlights hum a soft refrain
But here you stand in my old shirt
Grinning through the world’s last hurt
Your laugh could make the heavens wait
For one more round, for one last fate

[Verse 2]
You tease, “You panic way too soon”
I smile beneath a broken moon
You light a cigarette, confess
“The end could use a little mess”
And if the comets paint the sky
At least they saw your hazel eyes
So come on, babe, let go, let be
The end looks good on you and me

[Pre-Chorus]
All the clocks are drunk tonight
Ticking slow in borrowed light
Every echo, every sigh
Feels like laughter dressed to die

[Chorus]
If the world ends tomorrow, love me tonight
Let’s make the chaos feel gentle and right
If love’s the last thing the stars allow
Then let’s not wait — let’s start somehow

[Verse 3]
Your hair still smells like thunder rain
Your touch rewrites my every vein
You whisper things that sound like prayers
Half truth, half dare, half unawares
We kiss like thieves who stole the fire
Still drunk on hope, still full of wire
And if the lights don’t find their hue
At least the night belongs to you

[Bridge]
We’ll toast the stars with broken glass
Forgive the ghosts our hearts let pass
And if the sun forgets to rise
We’ll still have sparks in borrowed skies
We’ll dance on rooftops, lose our breath
Make love a protest song ’gainst death

[Verse 4]
Turn off the screen, come close to me
There’s still a world we’ve yet to see
Forget the floods, the greedy fight
Let’s build a heaven for one night
The sirens wail, the towers spin
But your smile’s where my faith begins
If this is it, then let it be
A small apocalypse for you and me

[Chorus Reprise]
If the world ends tomorrow, hold me tight
Let’s laugh at fate, it looks good tonight
If love’s the last sin we can follow
Then let’s not wait for some tomorrow

[Reprise]
The sky may crack, the ground may quake
But you’re still the best mistake I’ll make
Let’s fade like stars, let silence bloom
Two fools slow-dancing through the gloom

[Outro]
If the world ends tomorrow…
At least we lived tonight


© 2025 Martin Oliver Beinersdorf. All rights reserved.  
Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf. Do not reproduce, distribute, or adapt without explicit permission.

If The World Ends Tomorrow

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