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Dj4x/M4rio

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Dj4x/M4rio, also known as 44, are an Alderidge student duo who developed their work through Alderidge University's student music and production spaces, with recordings entering rotation on WALD 93.1 during their time on campus.

STAG Radio Recording

Afterimage (feat. Grey and the Truth)

Written ByMario Fuentes and Jaxon Green
VocalsMario Fuentes, Jaxon Green, Grey Collins and St. Roman's Church Choir
Produced ByJaxon Green
AI Disclosure

This track was created using Suno and AI-generated vocals. Lyrics were created by STAG Radio with AI assistance.

Lyrics

You’re gone
But you keep showing up
Everywhere I look

I let you go
At least I said I did
Some things don't leave
When you forgive

Deleted your number
Still know it by heart
Funny how clean breaks
Leave the messiest parts

Changed all the passwords
Moved all your shit
Still catch myself thinking
You’d laugh at this

Everybody says time
Like time got hands
Like it walks in the room
And undoes what it can

I’m good
That’s the line
That’s the version I sell

But every time the room goes quiet
There you are again

You’re fading
But never enough
Still living in the places
I don’t want you to touch

I let go
At least I tried
But you keep flashing
Behind my eyes

You’re an afterimage
Burned into the light
Gone when I reach for you
Back when I close my eyes

You’re an afterimage
Something I can’t erase

Every time I think you’re gone
You flicker back in place

I gave up the anger
Or most of it went
But peace isn't empty
It remembers where you've been

I've carried the good things
Without calling them lies
I've carried the damage
Without letting it decide

No great revelation
No beautiful end
Some people leave slowly
Long after they've left

And maybe that's healing
Not clean, not divine

Just waking up one morning
And knowing my life is still mine

No big scene
No last fight
No cinematic goodbye

Just one day you stopped choosing me
And somehow I survived

Almost

Still hate that word

You’re fading
But never enough
Still living in places
I thought I had shut

I let go
At least I tried

But you keep flashing
Behind my eyes

You’re an afterimage
Burned into the light

Gone when I reach for you
Back when I close my eyes

You’re an afterimage

But you don’t own this place

Every time you flicker back
You fade a little more away

Gone
Back
Gone
Back

I don’t want you back
That’s what makes it worse

I don’t miss the ending
I miss who we were first

Maybe that version
Was never even real

Doesn’t mean my body
Got the message how to heal

Not every ghost is asking
To be brought back to life

Let it fade
Let it fade
Let it fade
Let it fade

You’re an afterimage
Burned into the light

Gone when I reach for you
Back when I close my eyes

You’re an afterimage
Something I can’t erase

Not coming back
Not asking you to

Every time you flicker back
You disappear a little more each day

You’re an afterimage

Just wish you’d disappear
You don’t have to disappear
You just have to fade from here

Still right here
Quieter here
Not forever
Not forever
Not forever

Let it fade
Afterimage

Gone

STAG Radio Recording

Stay Tuned

Written ByMario Fuentes and Jaxon Green
VocalsMario Fuentes and Jaxon Green
Produced ByJaxon Green
AI Disclosure

This track was created using Suno and AI-generated vocals. Lyrics were created by STAG Radio with AI assistance.

Lyrics

You’re listening to absolutely everyone
And somehow nobody at all

Wake up at five, make six figures by seven
Cold shower, green juice, mindset of a legend
Never mind the fact I sleep behind the gym
I sell a course on winning, let the lesson begin

You don’t need rest
You need discipline
You don’t need money
Just send me fifty bucks to get in

Every station’s got the answer
Every fool has got a plan
Everybody found the secret
Right before the sponsored ad

Stay tuned
Somebody’s lying after this
Stay tuned
Another expert with a list

Turn the dial, take your pick
Everybody knows the fix
Stay tuned
Nobody knows shit

Love is simple, trust me, brother
Keep her guessing, text her mother
Never say exactly what you mean
That’s emotional strategy

Three divorces, four restraining orders
Still giving tips to loyal supporters
Buy my book, become the prize
Chapter one: deny, deny, deny

Are you lonely?
Are you tired?
Have you tried becoming richer and slightly taller?

Every station’s got a prophet
Every prophet needs a fee
Every answer comes in twelve parts
And part one is never free

Stay tuned
Somebody’s lying after this
Stay tuned
Another expert with a list

Turn the dial, take your pick
Everybody knows the fix
Stay tuned
Nobody knows shit

Streetlights blink in groups of three
That’s the city tracking me
Birds ain’t birds, the moon ain’t round
My neighbor’s Wi-Fi controls the ground

Clouds moved left at half past nine
Government weather, obvious sign
I did my research, watched one clip
Now I know who sank the ship

Presenting the Platinum Air Collection
Premium oxygen
For people who deserve to breathe better
Only nine ninety-nine a month
Terms apply to your lungs

Maybe nobody knows where we’re going
Maybe nobody has a clue
Maybe every voice sounds certain
When it’s selling something to you

Get rich
Stay young
Fix your gut
Bite your tongue

Find God
Buy gold
Fear change
Never grow old

Drink this
Join that
Lose weight
Download the app

Man, turn that shit off.

Stay tuned
Somebody’s lying after this
Stay tuned
Another expert with a list

Turn the dial, take your pick
Everybody knows the fix
Stay tuned
Nobody knows shit

Stay tuned
The truth is coming up at ten
Stay tuned
They said the same thing back at six

Turn the dial, let it spin
Hear the same damn voice again
Nobody knows shit

Thanks for listening.

We’re sorry.

STAG Radio Recording

Midnight

Written ByMario Fuentes and Jaxon Green
VocalsMario Fuentes and Jaxon Green
Produced ByJaxon Green
AI Disclosure

This track was created using Suno and AI-generated vocals. Lyrics were created by STAG Radio with AI assistance.

Lyrics

Eleven fifty-nine.

That’s close enough.

Walked in late with the bass too loud
Fresh black jacket, lost in the crowd
Saw you move and the whole room froze
Then the kick came back and you stole the show

No small talk, no standing still
You got that look like tonight might spill
I came to dance, not act refined
You took my hand like you read my mind

Left, right, back it up
Whole floor shaking, don’t spill my cup

Come a little closer
Let the whole night blur
We don’t need tomorrow
Long as I’m with her

Lights keep changing color
But I know what I found
She moves like midnight
When the sun goes down

We dance into midnight
No brakes, no red lights
Your hands on my shoulders
My heart on the bassline

We dance into midnight
Till the room feels weightless
You laugh when I miss a step
Then pull me right back in

Midnight
Keep it moving
Midnight
Girl, don’t stop

She got rhythm, I got confidence
One of those is doing most of this
Tried one spin, nearly hit the wall
Played it off smooth like I planned it all

Phone keeps buzzing, let it complain
Whole world waiting, we missed that train
Your friends look tired, mine disappeared
We still got moves and questionable gear

Battery low.

That’s between me and God.

Come a little closer
Let the speakers shake
Every little wrong move
Looks better when we make it

The room keeps getting smaller
But the night feels wide
She moves like midnight
And I’m along for the ride

We dance into midnight
No brakes, no red lights
Your hands on my shoulders
My heart on the bassline

We dance into midnight
Till the room feels weightless
You laugh when I miss a step
Then pull me right back in

Midnight
Keep it moving
Midnight
Girl, don’t stop

Okay, two-step, one-step, no clue
Still look clean when I trip with you
Bass hit hard, whole floor went low
I followed your lead, don’t tell nobody though

Neon flicker, digital rain
You got me dancing like I got no shame
Clock struck twelve, then twelve struck back
Now the DJ got the whole room off the track

Hands up high, then down real slow
You said keep up, I said watch me go
That was a lie, but the night too good
I’m moving like a man who misunderstood

Let the lights cut out
Let the beat go thin
I can hear you laughing
Before it drops again

No perfect timing
No perfect line
Just you beside me
Right here at midnight

We dance into midnight
No brakes, no red lights
Your hands on my shoulders
My heart on the bassline

We dance into midnight
Till the room feels weightless
You laugh when I miss a step
Then pull me right back in

We dance into midnight
Past tired, past closing
Still chasing that rhythm
Like the night keeps going

Midnight
Keep it moving
Midnight
Girl, don’t stop

Twelve forty-seven.

We got time.

We definitely do not.