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Thing Called Love

Only Love

Wahre Liebe braucht kein großes Drama – nur ein Zucken von dir.

Dieser Song ist ein Versprechen. An jemanden, den man nie ganz vergessen hat. Der Text erzählt von einer Liebe, die nie aufgehört hat zu brennen – leise, loyal, unerschütterlich. „Nur ein Zucken von dir“ ist das Gefühl, sofort loszufahren, ohne zu fragen. Ein moderner Lovesong zwischen Pop und Nachtfahrt – ehrlich, intensiv und voller Hoffnung, dass da noch was ist.

True love doesn’t need grand gestures – just a twitch from you.

This song is a promise. To someone you never really let go. The lyrics speak of a love that kept burning – quietly, loyally, endlessly. “Nur ein Zucken von dir” is the feeling of driving off without hesitation. A modern love song between pop and late-night drive – honest, intense, and full of hope that maybe it’s not over yet.

Nur ein Zucken von dir

You left your hoodie in my Civic again
Still smells like chlorine and unsaid things
I watched the moths attack my porch light
And thought, yeah, that’s probably love

Your voicemail's just a sigh and two seconds of wind
I saved it anyway

I built a shrine from Busch Light cans and dead cassette tape
Tuned my heart to open D and watched it snap
You always said I cared like a forgotten state
So I drew your name in dust on the welcome mat

There’s an opossum in the gutter again
He’s got your stare and my old shoes
I tried to name him something tragic
But he just hissed and chewed through the past

Every love song sounds like dial-up now
Just waiting for it to connect

I built a drum from all our shared anxieties
Kicked it gently ‘til my ankle cracked
You told me once that grief’s a Midwestern breeze
Soft, humid, and impossible to track

I carved our breakup date into a pizza box
Then used it as a sled on your old hill
Your dad saw me, said, “she’s not coming back, bud”
I just nodded and slid straight into the creek

All my flannel shirts are starting to molt
I guess I am too

I wrote our names in ketchup on a paper plate
Left it out for raccoons and abstract fate
You were always better at abstract things
Like feelings, and taxes, and how not to wait

And if I call you from the Kwik Trip payphone
Don’t pick up — just let it ring
I’ll leave a whisper in the static
Something small. Something Midwest. Something with wings.

The corn is listening, anyway
And so’s your cat, probably

I stacked old zines like bricks around my grief
Lit 'em up with a Bic and some unsent tweets
You always knew how to say things sweet and bleak
I just mumble in 3/4 time and leave


We Only Cuddle During Tornado Warnings

Skinny Dipping

(better man)

In a world defined by mass production and relentless efficiency, her yearning for the sea becomes a metaphor for freedom itself.

Will she ever reach the open waters? Or will her love remain unrequited, a dream deferred by the unyielding machinery of modern China?

Perhaps the answer lies not in the ending, but in the act of writing,in the simple, defiant act of loving something beyond her grasp.

For as long as the sea exists, so too does her hope.

And in that, there is beauty.
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Vocals: The Sugar Diggy DunX, Büşra Azizov, Azra Azizov, Ufuk Çelik
Keys: The Sugar Diggy DunX & Büşra Azizov
Guitars & Strings: Ufuk Çelik
Drums, Kits and Percussion: KTGTIM
Production: UFCEBABA

LiWei4-Arithmetic Survival

Let's walk hand in hand through life

[Verse]
together we visit countries, get to 
know people and their culture, 
let's join hands for a common adventure

[Verse 2]
Lost in neon skyscraper skies
Searching truth through endless lies
Broken hearts on avenue
Streets sing songs of me and you

[Chorus]
Hey now take my hand
We'll dance in this dreamland
Stars above are sparks tonight
In the city's glowing light

[Bridge]
Mirror windows hide inside
Lonely souls they try to hide
Every corner tells a tale
Love and loss along the trail

[Verse 3]
Morning sun beams rinse the pain
Washing off the midnight rain
Promises of fresh new starts
Found in alleys of our hearts

[Chorus]
Hey now take my hand
We'll dance in this dreamland
Stars above are sparks tonight
In the city's glowing light

Let's walk hand in hand through life

To feel my heart
Once again.
To see it there
From now and then
I can leap into
And find
What we knew.
In that moment,
There’s nothing
We need to do.

To see me
Through you.
To touch you
For just an instant.
To know you are there.
Back home
Around me
In the air.

The resounding connection
Past the form
Of the inspection.
The heart’s detection
Becoming 
The correction
Of this intersection
As I see
The intellection
A retrospection
Having an epiphany
Of introspection.

To see me
Through you.
To touch you
For just an instant.
To know you are there.
Back home
Around me
In the air.

The calling 
Of my heart.
The blood
Reaching past
What pulled us apart.
The remembrance of me.
Knowing you are more
Than what I see.
The feeling 
That it’s me;
that I can set
You free.

To see me
Through you.
To touch you
For just an instant.
To know you are there.
Back home
Around me
In the air.

Bring upon
The knowledge
Of a purposeful meaning
In my homage.
To live and let live
Is even beyond
What we can forgive.

To My Brother

Not Goodbye (Close My Eyes)

Fragmentos de Mim

UFCEBABA is a musical family,Lead by Ufuk Çelik,
Our sound is unique, diverse, and captivating.
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Group Members: Ufuk Çelik, Seçkin Çelik, Masal Su Çelik, Büşra Azizov, Azra Azizov, KTGTIM, Harun Barış Tahtacı, The Sugar Diggy DunX
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And we are growing.
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To enhance our music, we don't hesitate to leverage the potential of artificial intelligence when necessary. After all, aren't we utilizing computers, tablets and smartphones etc.