this song makes me wanna stroke my cock /j

mindless self indulgence 🙆🏻‍♀️

anonymous - Mindless Self Indulgence (speed up)

molly - mindless self indulgence - sped up

mindless self indulgence - issues(speed up)

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🍩 . ♤ ' welcome⠀to⠀freddys - madame⠀macabre  ▪︎

light out-msi(speed up)

get it up-msi

♩♬☆ :: Oingo Boingo – Elevator  man 🎉 ( speed up//nightcore)

The Cult of Dionysus ★ The Orion Experience [Sped up!]

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: My Girlfriend
𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: TV Girl
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑: Luz Noceda

MY GIRLFRIEND | sped up

THIS SONG DOESNT BELONG TO ME!!! ALL CREDIT GOES TO OINGO-BOINGO, THEY MADE THE SONG!

Elevator Man (Live x Album fan mix)

4th Ave

using my guitar phrases as a base and created with AI.

pocket full of lightning  - created with suno AI

A fast, punch-driven track built from the last month’s headlines, showing how every bizarre news story becomes a mirror for us. It’s about how we cling to chaos because stillness feels threatening, how we laugh through the madness just to cope, and how we keep choosing the storm even while begging for peace.

copyright ©️ Dendritedisco [2025]

[Verse 1]

Chernobyl dogs in cobalt light,
World breaks, still they survive the night.
Scroll for danger just to feel,
Calm feels empty, chaos real.

Pumpkins drop like we're staging war,
Laugh so we don’t feel what's at the core.
Surfboard running from the quiet tide,
Storms feel safer than peace inside.

[Chorus]

Blue dogs, Porsche promises,
We chase the noise, avoid the honesty.
Say we want calm, then run from still
Born to hunger, wired to thrill.

Laugh through pain so it doesn’t win,
Fear the quiet more than the din.
Flawed and fierce, cracked but proud 
Human hearts beat better loud.


[Verse 2]

Old war letters washed ashore,
History tapping, you've been here before.
Sweat and starve for a dream on wheels,
Pain tastes real, that’s how it feels.

[Chorus]

Blue dogs, Porsche promises,
Headline chaos keeps us conscious.
Peace knocks soft, we flinch, we hide,
Stillness shows what's inside.

Laugh to cope, fight to feel,
Hurt but breathing, raw, unreal.
Want the quiet, crave the storm,
We break, we grin, that’s how we're born.

[Outro]

Little spark, stubborn soul,
We run wild to stay whole.
Storm-made hearts still try to heal ,
Broken, brave, and painfully real.


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