Judy Phoenix ft John Pulzer No Thanks
A dark rave trance/hard techno track in A or F minor at 140 BPM, it features a heavily swung, tube-saturated 909 kick, with pumping, sidechained analog saw bass. The main hook drives in with a detuned saw/square arp, draped in lush reverb, ping-pong delay, and multiband FX. Layers of crash impacts, long filtered noise sweeps, and rising pitch FX punctuate breakdowns and builds, keeping the energy fierce.
Judy Phoenix ft John Pulzer No Thanks
A dark rave trance/hard techno track in A or F minor at 140 BPM, it features a heavily swung, tube-saturated 909 kick, with pumping, sidechained analog saw bass. The main hook drives in with a detuned saw/square arp, draped in lush reverb, ping-pong delay, and multiband FX. Layers of crash impacts, long filtered noise sweeps, and rising pitch FX punctuate breakdowns and builds, keeping the energy fierce.
Lyrics
Verse 1
No thanks.
I stand tall.
It was nice.
Maybe even more than that.
But when love turns into humiliation
No thanks.
Chorus
Humiliation comes with an apology.
Then another excuse.
Then another lie.
Then more flowers.
No, thank you.
I choose me.
Binary Chorus Backround – robotic layered vocals, chopped
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(Translation: “Humiliation? No thanks.”)
(Underneath – whispered and distorted)
Humiliation?
No.
Thanks.
Verse 2
I’m full of self-respect.
Because on the first humiliation
I walked away.
Words cut deeper than fists, hitting the soul's core.
A glance, a scoff, a smirk—hurtful score.
Enough, I say.
No thanks.
Chorus
Humiliation comes with an apology.
Then another excuse.
Then another lie.
Then more flowers.
No, thank you.
I choose me.
Binary Chorus Bachround – chopped, glitched, pitch-shifted up & down
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Verse 3 – heavy synth pad underneath, voice rising
Later you’ll come
with guilt,
with charm,
with flowers.
No thanks.
I’m not there.
I’m not yours.
I’m not breakable.
[Bridge.)
I’m full of self-respect.
Because on the first humiliation
I walked away.
You don’t need fists
to slap someone’s soul.
A pause,
a look,
a smirk
Enough.
No thanks.
Chorus
Humiliation comes with an apology.
Then another excuse.
Then another lie.
Then more flowers.
No, thank you.
I choose me.
Outro
Because the first humiliation
always comes with an apology.
Then another hit.
Then another lie.
Then more flowers.
No.
Thanks.
I choose me.
(final whisper into silence)
I
choose
me.