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Albion
Erik Lindholm

Verified Verified Artist

Erik Lindholm
Swedish born and dance-floor dominator, Erik Lindholm, boasts a temperament as lively as his pulsating bass lines. His sonic sensibilities, threaded through every groove in his heart-thumping dance maestro, are as intriguing as the tale of his journey to the top of the beat kingdom.

Raised in the heart of Gothenburg, Lindholm's coming-of-age could be likened to a groovy scandi-noir episode spiced with Abba tracks. His gruff but supportive Fishmonger father, Olaf, served up his son's first taste of rhythm with the flick of his filleting knife, while his samba-loving mother, Ingrid, nurtured his love for infectious cadence. Schooldays were filled with misadventures involving tin-can drum sets, impromptu corridor concerts, and confiscated mixtapes. Bet his bemused math teacher never guessed this rebel with a cause would rise as a dance music sovereign.

Advertising his outright refusal to be pigeonholed, Lindholm's "Albion" is more than an axiom of his sound, it's a representation of his relentless pursuit of reinvention. This dance-infused ode to joy, shimmers with synths, pulsates with kinetic beats and is as intoxicating as a round of round-the-clock-midsummer-Swedish-sunshine. It's a rollicking auditory journey aptly capturing his carpe diem approach to making people move and groove.

Erik Lindholm's music vividly paints a colorful backdrop of effervescent vibes and infectious enthusiasm. And while we could end this with something delightfully corny like, "this Scandinavian sensation is dancing to the beat of his own drum machine," let's leave it at this - Lindholm lives to make hearts thump in sync with his beats, and folks, he sure succeeds.
Track(s)
Albion 968 03:17

Albion

Erik Lindholm


Why do great times feel so silent
Why do doormen wear rags
Why do women in love
Feel so dead

In a dead world why do great times feel so silent
Over ripped sheet music why do doormen wear rags
On the Pavonia sewers why do women in love
Feel so dead in a dead world
Where Albion is silent where Albion is silent

Why do great times feel so silent
Why do doormen wear rags
Why do women in love
Feel so dead

Why is our pretty nurse standing there
Why that sorry expression on the face of her lover
So I spake to him of womankind
I said here council's floral it svours like the thyme

He said
How could you blame me when I told you it was her
I said
And we know the truth
You're a lover like your father

Later in the painting room as Ripper's painting light
Comes the lover placed by my hand
On the canvas of our wedding night
There a similitude derues your lover's blush tonight
As her florescent eyes explore mine
So remember even flowers are suseptible to night

CREDITS
Performer: Erik Lindholm
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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I’m Not The One
Sienna Marlowe

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Sienna Marlowe
Born and bred in the heart of Italy, Sienna Marlowe is a singer whose voice echoes with the rich history and timeless elegance of her homeland. As a child, Sienna would trespass into deserted train stations, her little voice echoing off the crumbling walls and intertwining with the rusted whispers of the forgotten railways. Her imagination would paint these forlorn shrieks of metal and dust into an imagined symphony of applause, encouraging her to believe in a world where silence spoke volumes and the stillness of an abandoned platform could become her music's grandest stage.

Passionate and prodigiously talented, Marlowe saw the world through a unique lens, where dreams danced in every corner. Her breakthrough hit, "I'm Not The One," captures this spirit perfectly, weaving a tale of love and perhaps a dash of Italian dramatic flair into an unforgettable, raw, powerful ballad. This song, much like Marlowe's career, is a testament to her innate ability to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary, transforming everyday experiences into melodies that tug on heartstrings and tickle the soul. As a music biographer, you can't help but tip your hat to Sienna, who just might shout "Bravissimo!" at a rust-caked railway track, and you'd better believe it would be the most melodious cheer you've ever heard.

The heart of Sienna Marlowe's story is as simple and as complicated as a rusted railway line - it's about finding beauty in the abandoned, and a voice in the silence. Her journey from that deserted train station in Italy to the glamorous spotlight of international fame is a captivating symphony in itself. Hopping on this train of her musical journey, it's impossible not to sway along to the endearing rhythm of Sienna's life, one that serenades us with the notion that music truly knows no bounds – not even a "Do Not Enter" sign at an old train station.
Track(s)
I’m Not The One 1058 03:02
Falling 1123 03:44

I’m Not The One

Sienna Marlowe


Told me I’d regret it — guess I forgot
Living like a risk you never got
I’ve been spinning hours into peace
While you watch from your retreat

You sip on rules I drink the rain
You dress your truth in borrowed shame

I’m not the one who’s stuck in place
You paint your fear across my face
But I don’t flinch I don’t explain
I dance through thunder sing through pain
You call it chaos — I call it mine

You hold your breath and wait for grace
I jump first I don't brace
Maps never knew my way
Still I find more than you say

You sip on rules I drink the rain
You dress your truth in borrowed shame

I’m not the one who’s stuck in place
You paint your fear across my face
But I don’t flinch I don’t explain
I dance through thunder sing through pain
You call it chaos — I call it mine

Maybe I’m too much for your quiet
But I’m a riot you won’t forget

Keep your calm and curated days
I’ll be gone in brighter ways

CREDITS
Performer: Sienna Marlowe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Try If You Can
The Fog Has Teeth

Try If You Can

The Fog Has Teeth



CREDITS
Performer: The Fog Has Teeth
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
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Cloudscript
Cratefade

Cloudscript

Cratefade


We ran out into the static rain
Laughin’ like the world was ours to claim
No plans no past no shame
Only your hand and my name

(You said) “Hold tight don’t blink now”
We were fire in a glass town

Time cracked under neon signs
We carved our names in exit lines
If it ends don’t rewind —
Just play it loud one more time

Gravity was just a sound
When you spun me upside down

Let the silence fill the page
We were perfect in that frame

CREDITS
Performer: Cratefade
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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La Sabiduria Callej...
Dos Latinos

Verified Verified Artist

Dos Latinos
Dos Latinos is a flamenco-tango ensemble built around the commanding voice of a seasoned female singer whose delivery carries equal parts grit, humour, and hard-earned grace. Their sound brings together cante hondo intensity, nylon-string rasgueado, bandoneon accents, upright bass, and piano montuno, creating music that feels rooted in both Andalusian tradition and the late-night pulse of Buenos Aires.

Recorded with warm tape saturation and natural room bleed, the group favours the energy of musicians performing together over polished perfection. Palmas handclaps, brushed snare, and a swinging 6/8 groove give their songs a strong physical momentum, while the vocals remain direct and emotionally unguarded. Every arrangement balances elegance with a rough-edged, street-level character.

Their first release, “La Sabiduría Callejera,” captures the heart of Dos Latinos: bittersweet resilience, sharp observation, and the belief that experience can be turned into celebration. It is music for people who have lost, learned, laughed, and kept dancing—carrying old stories forward with pride, rhythm, and unmistakable spirit.

La Sabiduria Callejera (2026 version)

Dos Latinos


No hay pupitre ni pizarra mi clase es la ciudad
Cada esquina un maestro cada calle una verdad
Aprendí de los fracasos de la escuela de intentar
Mis diplomas son las cicatrices que el tiempo no borrará

No aprendí de teorías mi saber es práctico
En el arte de vivir cada paso es didáctico

Soy alumno de la vida mi escuela es el mundo entero
Graduado en sobrevivir en cada esquina un sendero
La sabiduría callejera mi título más sincero
Con cada experiencia mi conocimiento es primero

Mis compañeros son los sueños mi tarea la realidad
Cada día una página nueva lista para comenzar
En las plazas hallé libros que no se pueden cerrar
En los ojos de la gente historias que enseñan a amar

No aprendí de teorías mi saber es práctico
En el arte de vivir cada paso es didáctico

Soy alumno de la vida mi escuela es el mundo entero
Graduado en sobrevivir en cada esquina un sendero
La sabiduría callejera mi título más sincero
Con cada experiencia mi conocimiento es primero

Entre sombras aprendí a encontrar la luz
La resiliencia es mi curso la esperanza mi cruz

Soy alumno de la vida mi escuela es el mundo entero
Graduado en sobrevivir en cada esquina un sendero
La sabiduría callejera mi título más sincero
Con cada experiencia mi conocimiento es primero

Cierro los ojos siento el viento cada susurro una lección
En el gran libro de la vida escribo mi propia canción

CREDITS
Performer: Dos Latinos
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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After Midnight
Tamie Ray

Verified Verified Artist

Tamie Ray
A staple in the riveting New York music scene and an embodiment of the city's ever pulsating rhythm, Tamie Ray is an artist who has imprinted her unique voice and interpretative prowess on the pages of modern jazz history. Born in the heart of Manhattan to a family of musicians, she was raised amid a symphony of sounds that reverberated through the walls of her childhood home, echoing from her parents' rehearsals, her brother's trumpet practice, and the vintage tunes from her grandmother's record player. The melting pot of New York, coupled with her musical lineage, became a cauldron where Tamie's music fervor was stoked, simmered, and metamorphosed into an intense passion for jazz vocals.

Tall, ebony-haired, Tamie Ray, known for her entrancing stage presence and sultry vocals, emerged in the New York jazz scene during the late 1980s. She began her journey as a vocalist in small jazz clubs, with talent that stood in stark contrast to her humble beginnings. Reminiscent of jazz greats like Ella Fitzgerald and Billie Holiday, Tamie's voice was a captivating amalgamation of richness, power, and vulnerability—a voice that bore the uncanny ability to pluck at the chords of one's heart with the gentleness of a seasoned harpist. Her rendition of classic songs garnered her respect within the music community, while her original compositions firmly established her as a dynamic artist with an intuition for imagery and metaphor that transcended through her lyrics.

In the prime of her career, Tamie Ray was revered as one of the eminent jazz vocalists of her time. Still, she kept evolving, never allowing the accolades to lull her into complacency. As the shifting current of music trends started to lean towards modern genres, so did Tamie, artfully redefining her approach while never losing her jazz roots. Today, she continues to reign supreme in her beloved city, sharing her unique musical blend of traditional jazz and contemporary influences while passing on her wisdom to the next generation through her mentorship and teaching.

Despite the passage of time, Tamie's love for New York, both as her muse and her home, has remained unaltered. From the kaleidoscopic whirl of colors, cultures, and sounds within its streets, she continually draws inspiration. Her music—a metaphorical canvas splashed with the hues of her NYC experiences—resonates with both the nostalgia of jazz's golden era and the vibrant beats of today's New York. Regardless of where the winds of change might lead, one can always find Tamie Ray, the emblem of New York jazz, right where she belongs—under the shimmering city lights, swaying to the overwhelming rhythm of the metropolis, and singing tales poured straight from her heart.
Track(s)
After Midnight 437 03:06

After Midnight

Tamie Ray


Sweet sugar on the dancefloor
Our eyes locked in love and war
Goodbye to real life now
Let's do it like we're supposed to

Twinkle in the dead of night
We do it like the rhythm's a sacrifice
I see your eyes right here
And I know you'll never leave

After midnight (After midnight)
After midnight (After midnight)

We lose ourselves in paradise
We're lost like a
Mirage that's not lookin' right
Now we're far from care

Honey
The light is dimming
Our hips move like it's beginning
Be gone with inhibition
Let's groove as one

After midnight (After midnight)
After midnight (After midnight)

CREDITS
Performer: Tamie Ray
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Heat in My Step
Finn Calero

Verified Verified Artist

Finn Calero
Finn Calero, hailing from the vibrant music scene of Toronto, has carved out a niche for himself in the world of pop music. Initially making a name for himself behind the mixing console, he spent years crafting records for others, but it was a self-penned demo that changed everything—a track that resonated with feeling and authenticity, ultimately leading him to pursue his own musical identity. His infectious melodies and uplifting lyrics invite listeners to dance while reflecting on life's pulse, much like in his current track “Heat in My Step.”

With a focus on themes of connection and vitality, Finn’s catalog radiates joy and optimism. Each song he creates resonates with hopefulness, encouraging listeners to embrace every moment. Though he is still establishing his presence outside the intimate circles of music aficionados, tracks like “Heat in My Step” exemplify his ability to capture the essence of feeling alive through vibrant pop rhythms. This thematic consistency across his work highlights his dedication not just to craft catchy tunes but to evoke emotions that linger long after the final note.

As live performances become an essential aspect of his journey, Finn has begun to gather a loyal fan base at local venues like The Gladstone Hotel, where he often showcases new material infused with personal experiences. With aspirations to expand beyond the familiar Toronto backdrop, he remains committed to creating music that resonates deeply with anyone ready to feel joy and hope through sound. Finn Calero is more than just a pop artist; he is a storyteller weaving narratives that celebrate life’s most vibrant moments.
Track(s)
Heat in My Step 951 01:40

Heat in My Step

Finn Calero


Oh!
You move like the world’s got a pulse in your hand
I feel it hit me every time you stand— hey!

You got a spark that keeps cutting the room
Every little gesture makes the beat go boom
Tell me what you want don’t hide that tone
’Cause the way you roll feels full-grown

Step-step heat in my step
Turn-turn making me sweat
Step-step heat in my step
You know exactly what effect you get

Move it right don’t hesitate
Your timing hits like it’s born from fate
Slide that line make it rotate
I’m locked in there’s no escape

You bring the fire when the tempo hits
I feel the energy across my ribs
You got a rhythm that never quits
I fall in sync when your body shifts
You bring the fire when the tempo hits
I rise I jump I lose my grip

Ooh you take me higher just by walking in
Ooh I feel my balance slipping thin
Ooh I try to hold but you begin
To turn my calm into a pivot-spin

Go on push it— yeah!
Go on show it— ah!
Go on move it— woo!
Heat in my step when I follow you!

CREDITS
Performer: Finn Calero
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Fire When You Move
Rina

Verified Verified Artist

Rina
Rina is a Colombian singer whose sound blends tropical pop, Latin soul, and effortless beachside energy. Raised around rhythm, color, and movement, she turns sun-soaked emotion into songs that feel intimate, bold, and unforgettable.

Known for her magnetic presence and warm, expressive voice, Rina creates music that celebrates freedom, friendship, and feminine confidence. Her image is vibrant and modern, yet grounded in the spirit of the coast, where joy and storytelling meet in every performance.

Now featured on Filodyo, Rina represents a fresh wave of Latin artistry with global appeal. Whether she is performing on stage or captured in moments like this by the sea, she brings charisma, authenticity, and a sense of escape to everything she does.
Track(s)
Fire When You Move 1147 02:49

Fire When You Move

Rina


Boy you come around like you own the scene
Talking like you know what my body means

You play the trouble like a sweet routine
Acting like a king with a lost crown dream
Every time you step you distort my plan
But you disappear when I reach your hand

I won’t fall just ’cause you say my name
If you want more show me you can claim
I’m not a prize for your little game
Give me something real or stay in your lane

If you want my fire light it with truth
I don’t dance for someone who hides the proof
If you want my rhythm move with no fear
I can give you something you’ll keep for years
If you want my fire light it with truth
Don’t come closer if you’re gonna dilute
You keep staring like you want the cue
But you lose your courage when I look at you

You say you’re ready but you hesitate
Talking pretty words that evaporate
You push the story but you lose the plot
Boy I know your type and I know what’s not

I won’t fall just ’cause you say my name
If you want more show me you can claim
I’m not a prize for your little game
Give me something real or stay in your lane

If you want my fire light it with truth
I don’t dance for someone who hides the proof
If you want my rhythm move with no fear
I can give you something you’ll keep for years
If you want my fire light it with truth
Don’t come closer if you’re gonna dilute
You keep staring like you want the cue
But you lose your courage when I look at you

I’m not here to bend for a fragile vow
If you want a chance better take it now
I won’t chase the words that you rearrange
If you want my spark then you gotta change

If you want my fire choose what you do
’Cause the moment’s burning — and it’s up to you

CREDITS
Performer: Rina
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Mystery
Leo Kensington

Verified Verified Artist

Leo Kensington
Leo Kensington, hailing from the sunflower fields of Kansas, has been lighting up local music stages as a pop-funk artist. This sprightly talent is especially known for his catchy tune, "Mystery," which has been described by fans as "a melodious enigma wrapped in quirkiness."

Kensington started his journey nimbly, strumming his makeshift cereal-box guitar while still in diapers (although not particularly in tune). His love for beats and rhythms was nurtured by the swaying wheat fields around his childhood home. Thus, bread was not the only good thing that came out of the humble Kansas wheat fields; they also gave us this ear-popping, funky melody maker.

In the local circuit, Kensington is revered for his dynamic performances which are akin to watching a tornado onstage - wildly exciting, immensely entertaining, yet always leaving you with a sense of awe. Ever the unpredictable, Kensington spiced up a rather bland Tuesday evening when he performed "Mystery" dressed as a unicorn. Yes, an actual unicorn. It was this sort of playful, eccentric ambiance that set Kensington apart.

Leo continues to electrify the local Kansas music scene, his songs resonating from every corner bar to county fair. His energy, stage presence, and charming charisma, accompanied by the unforgettable riff of "Mystery", ensures that one never forgets the name Leo Kensington. His exciting rise and the captivating persona undoubtedly make him one to watch. After all, who can resist a funktastic unicorn from Kansas?
Track(s)
Mystery 785 04:22

Mystery

Leo Kensington


Why does it hurt
To hope? (Mmm ooh ooh ooh)
Why does it hurt?
(Let it out)
To hope? (Ayy ayy)
Why does it hurt
Why does it hurt?
(Ooh ooh ooh)

I love you like the segments
On the news
Cut between the stories of the hood
The heroes
And the glues
Seen and see-through
I could
Read the room
The sky turned red
The stage was vast
The moon took center view
And so did you

Why does it hurt
To hope? (Mmm ooh ooh ooh)
Why does it hurt?
(Let it out)
To hope?
(Ayy ayy)
Why does it hurt?

Why I'm supposed to hope
That things will change?
Keep thinkin' things will settle
As I get older with age
Huh but nothin's never been the same
So in the meantime
Might as well let 'em know my name
And I ain't gon' waste a second

So baby
Show me somethin' that I need for now
I don't mean to use you till I turn around
But maybe you might find you wanna stick
Around

Got so many skeletons inside my closet
That I don't go past October
'Cause if I start lookin' around
Might not come back till the fall is over
Like ooh ooh ooh

CREDITS
Performer: Leo Kensington
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Under the Moonlight
Santiago Cruzado

Verified Verified Artist

Santiago Cruzado
Santiago Cruzado emerges from the vibrant streets of Seville, where flamenco rhythms intertwine with modern pop sensibilities, creating a sound that is both passionate and playful. His music embodies the spirit of his hometown, with tracks like "Under the Moonlight" radiating warmth and romance. Santiago's lyrical artistry reflects on love and nostalgia, inviting listeners to share in moments suspended in time, where memories dance on the shores of yearning and joy.

Having honed his craft in local clubs, Santiago draws inspiration from the lively scenes that have surrounded him since he was a child. The influence of Spain’s diverse musical heritage seeps into his work, resulting in smooth melodies layered with rich storytelling. His catalog is not just a collection of songs; it features heartfelt narratives woven together by a consistent theme of love’s complexity, making each track a chapter in a larger tale.

As Santiago continues to expand his repertoire, his songs resonate with a hopeful outlook and a romantic essence. Whether it's basking in the gentle glow of "Under the Moonlight" or reflecting on fleeting moments in other upcoming releases, his vocal charm captivates audiences. With each performance, he invites fans to join him on this emotional journey, ensuring that every note played echoes long after the final chord has faded.
Track(s)
Under the Moonlight 795 02:52

Under the Moonlight

Santiago Cruzado


The waves don't ask where you've gone
But they whisper your name till dawn
The fire crackles like your laugh
I sit with silence cut in half

Barefoot in the sand no one around
Just your memory making sound

On this shore by this flame
I trace your smile in the stars again
No phone no light no plan tonight
Just me the tide and soft moonlight
And when your face drifts into view
I breathe a word I saved for you

Your sweater still smells like wind
I wrap it tighter pretend again
The logs fall in the sparks rise high
But nothing burns like your goodbye

I talk to shadows like they're you
Like love could echo if it wanted to

On this shore by this flame
I trace your smile in the stars again
No phone no light no plan tonight
Just me the tide and soft moonlight
And when your face drifts into view
I breathe a word I saved for you

Maybe one day you’ll come back here
Follow the firelight through the fear
But until then I’ll sing to the blue
This lonely word… still meant for you

CREDITS
Performer: Santiago Cruzado
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Feelings
Sarah X

Verified Verified Artist

Sarah X
Sarah X is an indie pop artist whose vibrant soundscape draws influences from the disco era while weaving in contemporary pop elements. With her single "Feelings," Sarah encapsulates the essence of joy, hope, and romantic longing, creating an uplifting atmosphere that resonates deeply with listeners. Her vocal delivery is characterized by warmth and sincerity, which elevates the spirited instrumentation that defines her style.

While "Feelings" serves as a standout track, it also reflects a broader narrative in Sarah's catalog, where happiness and optimism are recurring themes. The blend of disco beats and catchy melodies creates a nostalgic yet fresh listening experience, inviting audiences to dance along to her music. She effortlessly connects with her audience through relatable lyrics that speak to love and infatuation, making each song feel personal and engaging.

Emerging from a creative space where she found her voice amid the eclectic Berlin indie music scene, Sarah X has cultivated a sound that feels both timeless and modern. Her music not only pays homage to genre pioneers but also carves out its own identity, with a focus on feel-good vibes that uplift and inspire. As she continues to develop her catalog, Sarah X remains dedicated to crafting songs that celebrate life's joyful moments while connecting deeply with her audience.
Track(s)
Feelings 639 03:01

Feelings

Sarah X


Feelings
Now we're out of touch
And it feels strange
If I'm being honest
I don't think I've ever been in love
I was young
And you were the closest thing to it
So it felt close enough
Now I'm here
Feeling so dumb

Aren't we over this by now?
I thought I'd finally figured it out

My friends tell me
That it was a real relationship
'Cause that's what I said it was
But how could it have been?
We were just kids
Trying to play pretend
At least you were
And I thought I could keep up
I thought it would be fun
But now I'm here
Feeling so dumb

Now I'm here
Having flashbacks to the days
That I'd make you smile
And you'd run and hide your face
That was the closest thing to love
I've ever known
And now I'm here
And now it's gone
I guess I'm just waiting
For it to come back along

Aren't we over this by now?
I thought I'd finally figured it out

My friends tell me
That it was a real relationship
'Cause that's what I said it was
But how could it have been?
We were just kids
Trying to play pretend
At least you were
And I thought I could keep up
I thought it would be fun
But now I'm here
Feeling so dumb

CREDITS
Performer: Sarah X
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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