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Glass of Love
Harper Quinn
Verified Artist
Harper Quinn
Meet Harper Quinn, the embodiment of a Chinatown fairytale with a beats-filled twist. Born and raised amidst the flurry of noodle houses and dim sum joints in NYC's throbbing heartbeat, Harper is every bit a child of the Big Apple and the city’s ceaseless rhythm pulses through her music.
Harper is the oldest daughter of a Chinese immigrant family, her father a wizard of culinary arts in one of the busiest kitchens in Manhattan. Her music is a distinct fusion of her rich cultural heritage and the neon grit of New York - think Peking duck served with a side of just-spun electro. With catchy tracks like "Summer Romance", she’s setting the dance genre ablaze and, inadvertently, becoming the sovereign of store playlists nationwide, thanks to a serendipitous contract with Filodyo.
Infused with radiating positivity, Harper’s tunes have the power to transform even the dreariest grocery aisles into club-worthy catwalks. Expect a dose of her irreplaceable mirth in every single beat – the Harper Quinn experience is a joyride on a candy-colored dragon, soaring through the summer's neon haze!
Glass of Love
Harper Quinn
I'm feeling selfish
Seeing myself through your wreckage
Chivalry forgetting its relics
It's only confusing
Such dramatic illusion
You've got me making like Cupid
Your eyes are aiming at me
Baby
We're an endangered species
I can't do this to you
I can't bring you down too when I fall down there
I can't bring you down
I can't bring you down too with me when I feel this way
I mean
I don't know what's wrong with me
Like
I just have to do this
I don't know why
I just have to
Lead filled glass of love
It's gotta go
It's gotta go
Go slow
Way down
It's gonna go
On muddy waters
Drip out-ter
Be water
Oh
Blood of my mother's tears
Make seas of love on this ground
Through overwater
Bears doubt and fog
Where do we go?
Get up
Lead filled glass of love
It's gotta go
It's gotta go
Go slow
Way down
It's gonna go
If you are companion
It's R
Not safe where you're standing with me
You are one of the mansions of Mars
In a bar through the stars that I see
If you are companion
It's R
Not safe where you're standing with me
You are one of the mansions of Mars
In a bar through the stars that I see
CREDITS
Performer: Harper Quinn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Self Mastery
Zahna Krouphouse
Verified Artist
Zahna Krouphouse
Known for producing groovy beats that put a wiggle in your walk, Zahna Krouphouse is the hidden gem of the electronica scene with a penchant for igniting spontaneous kitchen dance parties. To the unassuming listener, Zahna's refreshing sound spells out freedom, exhilaration, and well... sheer joy!
Zahna got the break they've been waiting for when they were scouted by Filodyo. What started as a soundtrack for the aisle wanderers in stores turned out to be the foot-tapping, head-bobbing anthem for headphone warriors worldwide. Zahna's style? Think a vibrant fusion of Aphex Twin’s heart-thumping rhythm with Daft Punk's rhapsodic harmonies. But they punctuate it with a zesty twist of their own, stirring up their Krouphouse magic that flip-flops your heart and has your toes tapping a Morse code of elation.
Their crowning jewel? The catchy ditty christened "Self Mastery". Proving to be more than a hyped-up joyride, it's an electronic odyssey that weaves in the pulse of self-discovery, self-love, and well, mastering one's self. As Zahna says, it's the "digital lullaby of the self-actualized soul," if that doesn't make you double-click on their playlist, what will? On that happy note, may Zahna Krouphouse's music echo in your heart, head, and, inevitably, hips. Could you ask for a more funky companionship on your journey of self-mastery?
Self Mastery
Zahna Krouphouse
Verse 1:
Life throws its punches but I hold my ground
Emotions may rage but I won't be drowned
Through every trial I stand tall and strong
In the darkest hours I sing my own song
Chorus:
Self-control my guiding star
Through the chaos I'll go far
In the heat of battle I find my way
With inner strength I seize the day
Bridge:
In the quiet of my mind I find my peace
In life's whirlwind my worries cease
With every step I take command
Self-mastery my guiding hand
Outro:
So I stand resolute against the fray
With self-control I'll find my way
In life's dance I'll always strive
With unwavering resolve I'll thrive
CREDITS
Performer: Zahna Krouphouse
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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All Eyes On Me
Atrayo
All Eyes On Me
Atrayo
Walked in slow
Like I planned the night
No need to ask
The room turned right
Every step’s a signal flare
Every look says “Don’t you dare”
I don’t beg I don’t plead
I don’t follow — I lead
You feel the shift when I breathe in
Lights don’t flash — I make them dim
All eyes on me
Like the beat can see
Every move I make
Every stare I break
No need to speak
No need to flee
If you feel that heat
Then all eyes — on me
Didn’t come for love came for impact
High heels loud like a click-clack
Talk sweet — nah I don’t chit-chat
Say my name once then I dispatch
Pulse in the floor that’s me movin’
You stand still while I keep provin’
I don’t chase fame I outgrew it
Mirror on me? I outdo it
One shot — no blink no panic
Rhythm in blood I don’t need magic
All eyes here — it’s cinematic
Cool on fire — it’s automatic
I don’t chase I redefine
Set the pace rewrite the line
No script just instinct
And I don’t blink
I walk slow but I land hard
Wrote the map tore up the chart
All eyes on me
Like the beat can see
Every move I make
Every stare I break
No need to speak
No need to flee
If you feel that heat
Then all eyes — on me
You came for music
But you stayed for the fire
Now you’re caught
In the line of desire
All eyes on me
Nowhere else to be
Every move I make
Every stare I break
No need to speak
Just let it be
If you're here for heat
Then all eyes — on me
CREDITS
Performer: Atrayo
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Les Petites Choses ...
Mina Cazal
Verified Artist
Mina Cazal
Mina Cazal is a French pop singer and songwriter known for turning ordinary days into sharply observed little stories. Her songs move through missed buses, supermarket queues, unfinished conversations and small domestic disasters, finding humor in moments most people barely notice. Instead of writing about perfect romances or dramatic escapes, she focuses on the strange comedy of simply getting through the day.
Raised between Lyon and the southern town of Sète, Mina grew up around theatre rehearsals, second-hand records and long family dinners where everyone spoke at once. She began writing songs as miniature scenes, combining conversational French lyrics with bright basslines, playful keyboards and understated dance-pop rhythms. Her vocal style is expressive and intimate, often shifting between singing, speaking and half-smiling observations.
Her music feels polished but never overly controlled. Beneath the cheerful arrangements, there is always a trace of fatigue, doubt or quiet affection for imperfect people. Mina Cazal writes pop songs for listeners who lose their keys, forget why they entered a shop and still manage to make something memorable out of the day.
Les Petites Choses de Travers
Mina Cazal
Sept heures douze le réveil insiste
Je négocie encore quatre minutes
Le chat me regarde comme une huissière
Il connaît déjà toutes mes excuses
Une chaussette noire une chaussette bleue
Je déclare que c’est volontaire
Le pain a brûlé pendant que je lisais
Un message marqué « très prioritaire »
Dans l’ascenseur Madame Lefèvre
Me raconte son ficus malade
Je hoche la tête avec gravité
Comme une spécialiste des salades
J’avais prévu d’être impeccable
Organisée presque admirable
Mais le mardi connaît mon adresse
Et vient toujours semer le désordre
La vie c’est souvent de travers
Un bus raté des pâtes trop cuites
Un grand discours dans ma tête
Puis « oui bien sûr » quand on m’invite
La vie c’est rarement comme prévu
Mais franchement tant mieux peut-être
Je perds mes clés je gagne une histoire
Et ça suffit pour tenir debout
À dix heures trente réunion d’équipe
Quelqu’un partage trente-six tableaux
Je dessine un poisson sur mon carnet
Il a l’air plus compétent que nous
À midi Sonia commande léger
Puis vole la moitié de mes frites
Elle dit : « Ça ne compte pas vraiment
Quand ça vient de l’assiette d’une copine »
Le serveur oublie mon dessert
Je décide que c’est philosophique
Certaines choses arrivent en retard
D’autres jamais et c’est très pratique
J’avais prévu d’être raisonnable
De répondre vite d’être joignable
Mais mon téléphone tombe à trois pour cent
Et soudain le monde se débrouille
La vie c’est souvent de travers
Un bus raté des pâtes trop cuites
Un grand discours dans ma tête
Puis « oui bien sûr » quand on m’invite
La vie c’est rarement comme prévu
Mais franchement tant mieux peut-être
Je perds mes clés je gagne une histoire
Et ça suffit pour tenir debout
Dix-neuf heures six petite supérette
Je prends du lait des tomates du savon
Je repars avec un ananas
Et sans aucune explication
Le caissier demande si j’ai la carte
Je réponds oui puis cherche longtemps
Derrière moi personne ne soupire
C’est probablement un miracle local
Chez moi je cuisine en musique
Le chat refuse toute participation
Je mange debout près de l’évier
Comme une reine sans administration
On nous apprend les grandes décisions
Les beaux départs les lendemains utiles
Mais personne ne parle assez souvent
Du bonheur discret d’annuler un dîner
D’enlever ses chaussures trop tôt
De rire seule pour une phrase idiote
De trouver au fond d’un vieux sac
Le bonbon qu’on croyait disparu
La vie c’est souvent de travers
Un rendez-vous puis une autre route
Une mauvaise journée bien racontée
Devient presque une journée réussie
La vie c’est rarement comme prévu
Et c’est peut-être tout son talent
Je ferme les volets je laisse la vaisselle
Demain fera mieux… ou différemment
Minuit vingt-deux le réveil est prêt
Je promets d’être sérieuse demain
Le chat me regarde sans rien dire
Il connaît déjà très bien la fin
CREDITS
Performer: Mina Cazal
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Under the Surface
Between Mirrors
Under the Surface
Between Mirrors
I woke to a sound that wasn’t there
The world was still but something stirred
Your name was carved in quiet places
Not in stone — but in the way
The kettle clicks the curtain moves
And silence starts to sway
It’s not the wind it’s not the rain
It’s every pause I can't explain
It’s you beneath the surface
It’s you without a name
I never learned to hold the stillness
Always filled the space with noise
But now I count the absent seconds
Like they were stolen joys
It’s not the sound it’s not the flame
It’s everything that won’t remain
It’s you beneath the surface
It’s you without a name
So I sit in the in-between
And feel what I can’t see
Under the surface
You’re still shaping me
CREDITS
Performer: Between Mirrors
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Life Feels Like Mor...
The Faded Ticket Booth
Verified Artist
The Faded Ticket Booth
The Faded Ticket Booth is a four-piece Scottish acoustic group built around a warm, narrative-driven female vocal. Their music leans into everyday poetry rather than spectacle: upright bass, brushed drums, clean acoustic guitar, and voices that feel like shared conversation rather than performance. They sound like a street you’ve walked before but can’t quite place, a melody you remember without knowing when you heard it.
They formed on the quieter edges of Edinburgh’s busking circuits, shaping their sound in places where attention isn’t guaranteed — doorways, market corners, the brief hush that follows passing footsteps. That background taught them presence without volume; phrasing without force; sincerity without staging. Their arrangements remain intentionally uncluttered, preferring atmosphere over punch.
Influenced by the acoustic honesty of late-80s British folk-pop and the conversational phrasing of Eddi Reader, they record with a philosophy of leave the human parts in. Light string squeaks, the breath before a high note, the soft brush of a chord change — if it’s true, it stays. The result isn’t retro, but unhurried; not nostalgic, but familiar in a way that feels quietly earned.
Their recorded work is released in a deliberately limited way: not everywhere at once, not across every platform, but carried by NOT FM and Filodyo as their primary homes, where their catalog lives with the same intention as their songwriting. It isn’t framed as exclusivity for the sake of strategy — just a quieter kind of presence, placed where it feels understood.
Life Feels Like Morning
The Faded Ticket Booth
Sunlight pours like honey in my half-awake cup
Steps on the pavement keep lining me up
A soft little rhythm in the turn of the day
Like my heart learned the world had a kinder way
I don’t need a reason the reason found me
In the quiet of the doorway where the street meets the breeze
Life feels like morning like pages turning warm and slow
Love feels like timing like finding what you didn’t know
If the wind ever falters I’ll steady what I can
Life feels like morning again and again
There’s a stray-cat freedom in the corner of the lane
Windows with stories I can’t quite explain
Paper ships in puddles sailing nowhere grand
But isn’t that a voyage when the map’s in your hand?
I don’t need a reason the reason found me
In the hush before the chorus where the skyline agrees
Life feels like morning like pages turning warm and slow
Love feels like timing like finding what you didn’t know
If the wind ever falters I’ll steady what I can
Life feels like morning again and again
Maybe what we call “arrival” is just learning how to stand
Not to conquer every moment just to meet it where we land
Life feels like morning like chairs pulled out and waiting still
Love feels like timing like the echo of a windowsill
If the wind ever falters I’ll steady what I can
Life feels like morning… again and again
CREDITS
Performer: The Faded Ticket Booth
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Soft Collision
Arin Paper Crown
Soft Collision
Arin Paper Crown
[Cold Open]
네가 가까워지면
내 하루가 달라져
작은 숨 하나까지
너에게 닿는 것 같아
I don’t know what you did to me
But my heart moves carefully
아무 말 없이 웃어도
이상하게 따뜻해져
너의 눈을 보고 있으면
시간이 조금 느려져
서두르지 않아도 돼
우린 이미 가까워
[Lift]
조용한 이 마음이
너를 향해 번져 가
겁이 나도 괜찮아
너도 같은 눈빛이야
Soft collision
너와 내가 닿는 순간
Soft collision
내 맘이 먼저 알아
Love is coming softly
천천히 내게 와 줘
Soft collision
I fall into you
Soft collision
말보다 깊은 이 순간
Soft collision
숨길 수가 없잖아
Love is moving slowly
조금 더 머물러 줘
Soft collision
I fall into you
하루 끝에 네가 있으면
복잡한 맘이 풀려
작은 농담 하나에도
내 표정이 먼저 웃어
I was used to being alone
Keeping everything inside
그런 나를 흔든 사람
너라는 게 좋아
[Lift 2]
가까워질수록
더 솔직해지고 싶어
내 안에 남겨 둔 말
오늘은 전하고 싶어
Soft collision
너와 내가 닿는 순간
Soft collision
내 맘이 먼저 알아
Love is coming softly
천천히 내게 와 줘
Soft collision
I fall into you
Soft collision
말보다 깊은 이 순간
Soft collision
숨길 수가 없잖아
Love is moving slowly
조금 더 머물러 줘
Soft collision
I fall into you
혹시 너도 나처럼
돌아서기 아쉬웠다면
아무 말 하지 않아도
손을 잡아 줘
이 밤이 끝나기 전에
내 마음을 알아줘
너라면 괜찮아
I can let you in
[Final Chorus]
Soft collision
너와 내가 닿는 순간
Soft collision
내 맘이 먼저 알아
Love is coming softly
천천히 내게 와 줘
Soft collision
I fall into you
Soft collision
말보다 깊은 이 순간
Soft collision
숨길 수가 없잖아
Love is moving slowly
조금 더 머물러 줘
Soft collision
I fall into you
네가 가까워지면
내 하루가 달라져
Soft collision
I fall into you
CREDITS
Performer: Arin Paper Crown
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Halfway Honest
Jason H
Verified Artist
Jason H
Jason H is a singer, songwriter, and producer who reworks the polished feel of 2000s European club music through a modern deep-house lens. His music is built around warm low-register vocals, rounded sub bass, shuffled percussion, restrained harmonies, and gradual arrangements that favor tension over spectacle. Rather than chasing oversized drops, he leans into groove, space, and emotional ambiguity, creating tracks that sit somewhere between late-night club music and intimate pop songwriting.
His latest track, “Halfway Honest,” captures that identity clearly. Set at 120 BPM, it moves through hypnotic drums, soft minor-seventh chords, subtle dub stabs, and a controlled vocal performance that never reveals too much at once. Lyrically, the song circles around partial truths, blurred intentions, and the uncomfortable space between honesty and self-protection. It is understated, sensual, and quietly melancholic — a track designed to work just as well in a dim club as it does through headphones after midnight.
Halfway Honest
Jason H
Prompt
You say we’re good
I say we’re fine
Funny how those two
Don’t mean the same thing tonight
We still order for each other
Still know how the other takes it
Still laugh before the punchline lands
Still know when the other fakes it
But lately every little question
Gets answered with another one
Like we’re both trying to protect
Something neither wants undone
I don’t need perfect
I don’t need easy
I just need you
To say what you mean to me
Don’t love me halfway honest
Don’t give me almost true
If there’s something you’re not saying
I’d rather hear it from you
Don’t keep me close for comfort
Then pull away on cue
I can handle any answer
I just can’t guess what’s true
You still reach across the table
Like your hand remembers mine
Then you go quiet for a minute
And I pretend that it’s all fine
Maybe we got too good at knowing
How to leave the hard parts out
Maybe love can keep on working
But only if we talk it out
I don’t need perfect
I don’t need easy
I just need you
To say what you mean to me
Don’t love me halfway honest
Don’t give me almost true
If there’s something you’re not saying
I’d rather hear it from you
Don’t keep me close for comfort
Then pull away on cue
I can handle any answer
I just can’t guess what’s true
Say it wrong
Say it late
Say the thing
You think I’ll hate
I’d rather lose
A perfect night
Than keep pretending
We’re alright
Don’t love me halfway honest
Don’t give me almost true
If there’s something you’re not saying
I’d rather hear it from you
Don’t keep me close for comfort
Then pull away on cue
I can handle any answer
I just can’t guess what’s true
No halfway honest
No almost true
Just tell me where I stand
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Lyrics
CREDITS
Performer: Jason H
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Weightless Time
Orbiting Silence
Weightless Time
Orbiting Silence
The clock keeps ticking
But I don't feel a thing
Between the steps I take
I'm floating in-between
Weightless
Weightless time
You say we're here but where is that?
I feel the space expand
I don’t need an answer
Just let me understand
Weightless
Hold me in time
CREDITS
Performer: Orbiting Silence
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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VIP (feat Trey C)
Skye
Verified Artist
Skye
Skye is a Korean-born pop sensation who now calls California her home. With a voice that blends vulnerability and power, she quickly rose from uploading covers in her bedroom to headlining stages across the West Coast. Inspired by both K-pop precision and Western pop freedom, Skye creates a hybrid sound that defies borders.
From heartbreak anthems to confident bangers, her lyrics speak to a generation raised on contradictions — soft yet strong, bold yet uncertain. Having trained in Seoul during her early teens, she carries the discipline of her roots while embracing the expressive energy of LA's music scene.
Often dubbed the “Pop Queen of Both Worlds,” Skye’s performances are emotional rollercoasters filled with glitter, synths, and raw truth. She’s not just building a fanbase — she’s building a movement.
VIP (feat Trey C)
Skye
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
Buzz on my phone — you typed “let’s slide”
I said “bass drops lasers good vibes”
No velvet ropes no guestlist or fee
Just you and me and a V-I-P scene oh-oh-oh
Do you crave me like I crave the night?
Do you glow when the tempo’s right?
We ain’t average we don’t do tame
This room’s ours — let’s light the flame
Let’s ride — to the edge of rhythm
No pride — just sparks and vision
Tonight — it’s a private show
We the stars now let the world know
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah red lights blinkin’ tempo's wild
VIP mood — we don't need no style
You walk in and the room obeys
This beat’s ours — no need to explain
No ties no limits no script
Just rhythm and lips that don’t quit
You twirl — and the world resets
We’re the climax no regrets
Hit me with your eyes
Ping me just one line
I know where your heart is
Let’s blur the borderline
Let’s ride — to the edge of rhythm
No pride — just sparks and vision
Tonight — it’s a private show
We the stars now let the world know
[Hook – both voices layered]
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P V-I-P
V-I-P V-I-P — uh uh-huh uh-huh
Say it once say it right
We ignite we ignite
Say it once say it right
We the night we the light
V-I-P…
CREDITS
Performer: Skye
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Dancing The Pain Away
Callum Hayes
Verified Artist
Callum Hayes
Callum Hayes, known to many as the life of the party and to some as simply "that crazy guy with the decks," is a Swedish DJ and music producer. Crafting infectious beats and dance anthems is his forte, with his breakthrough track "Dancing The Pain Away" causing quite a stir in the local music scene.
Callum's journey into the world of music production began somewhat unexpectedly, in the adrenaline-fueled arena of advertising music. After one too many late nights tweaking jingles for brands too dull to mention, he decided to take his talents to the club scene instead. Hayes' wicked sense of humor is reflected in his artistic process; he often jokes about resigning from his ad gig with a dramatic flip of his work desk only to realize he was working from home – no audience, no theatrical exit.
Collaborating with various vocalists, Callum has brewed a wide range of flavors in the grand cauldron of his music. Be it power-packed EDM or chilled-out trance music, Hayes serves his listeners an exotic buffet of tunes. He has managed to carve out a niche within the competitive domain of independent artists, becoming a regular feature at local Swedish venues where he inevitably brings the house down.
In the spunky and tenacious spirit of indie artistry, Callum Hayes continues to dance his pain and ours away. His energetic personality and infectious tracks make every night feel like a weekend and with Hayes at the helm, the party rages on. Callum Hayes might not be a global name just yet, but those Swedish nights have never grooved harder.
Dancing The Pain Away
Callum Hayes
Under the mirrorball
Shining like the light of God
We were so beautiful
What the hell happened y'all
Love died when the music stopped
Now my feet can't feel the floor
And every step is getting hard
'Cause she's not with me anymore
I'm dancing the pain away
Disco ball won't let me go
I'm begging it to save my soul
From drowning in lonely
I'm dancing the pain away
Falling in the beat with someone else
But wishing it was her
My God
I need help
'Cause she's not with me anymore
So long farewell
I'll wait for you
Wrote you every night
'Til I deleted you
Love's a drug
I lean on borrowed time
One day you'll be back
But tonight's the night I die
I'm dancing the pain away
Disco ball won't let me go
I'm begging it to save my soul
From drowning in lonely
I'm dancing the pain away
Falling in the beat with someone else
But wishing it was her
My God
I need help
'Cause she's not with me anymore
CREDITS
Performer: Callum Hayes
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.