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Memories That Stay
Dax Merrill
Verified Artist
Dax Merrill
Imagine the grit and spirit of Seattle's best alternative music, colored with the blues of an often-drizzly city. Enter Dax Merrill, an artist who manages to distill the emotional richness of his surroundings into his melancholic masterpieces.
Dax hails from the birthplace of grunge, drawing upon the city's legacy with his murky, atmospheric guitar riffs and a voice that's gravelly yet beautiful. His music is an evocative blend of the gloomy skies and evergreen optimism of Seattle, weaved seamlessly within the fabric of his melancholic melodies.
From his mother's garage, he first strummed out the notes of a self-taught spells. His most notable song, "Memories That Stay", is a haunting testament to his past—a cathartic narration of his journey and a tribute to his resilient spirit.
Dax Merrill is as real as it gets, mates—unapologetically raw, generously insightful, undeniably talented. He's your heart's post-rain fog, the echoing muse on those sleepless nights. Listening to Dax is like tracing the outline of your own emotions, one chord at a time. So grab your headphones and let this Seattle-sound virtuoso take you on a sonorous adventure of an indie kind.
Memories That Stay
Dax Merrill
If it was just about the missing
Then I'd be long gone
'Cause no one else has got me feeling
The way you did all along
But I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone
Yeah
And I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone
And it's those little things that make me smile
Yeah
I feel it every time you cross my mind
'Cause it's not about the things we could've been
It's about the memories we made
The memories that stay
You used to hate my bad decisions
And that I made 'em on my own
And all my efforts at forgiveness
I should've shown all along
But I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone
Yeah
And I'm holding on
'Cause in my mind
You're never far gone
And it's those little things that make me smile
Yeah
I feel it every time you cross my mind
'Cause it's not about the things we could've been
It's about the memories we made
The memories that stay
CREDITS
Performer: Dax Merrill
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Flip That City
Minerva Sound
Verified Artist
Minerva Sound
Minerva Sound is a five-piece from Bristol, UK, blending glossy disco-pop, neo-soul harmonies, and tight live grooves. The lineup: Malik Rhodes (lead vocal), Tyrone Ellis (vocal/MC), Owen Calder (guitar/bass), Emily Price (vocal/keys), and producer Felix Dunn (drum machines, synths, arrangements). Born out of late-night jam sessions and warehouse sets, they forged a sound that marries hook-heavy choruses with rhythmic precision and rich vocal stacks.
Their debut single, “Flip That City,” captures the group’s signature pulse: rubbery bass, syncopated organ stabs, hand-clap drive, and call-and-response vocals that snap into a euphoric refrain. Lyrically, it zooms in on urban momentum—small choices, quick turns, and the thrill of switching lanes—delivered with swagger and a live-band spark.
Available exclusively on Filodyo, Minerva Sound is poised to turn venues into dance floors across the UK and beyond—one chorus, one groove, one flipped skyline at a time.
Flip That City
Minerva Sound
Flip it flip it come alive
Turn the dial feel the vibe
City’s pulse jumping high
We don’t stop—we multiply
Smoke in the air bass hits the ground
Feet in the crowd hearts pound around
Spotlight flicks beat rides the sound
Hands in the air lost then found
Shout with me let the rhythm ride
No more still—in this groove we hide
Flip the night on its neon edge
On our mark—pledge to the ledge
Flip that city flip it higher (Hey!)
Flip that city beat the fire (Hey!)
Flip that city where we belong (Yeah!)
Flip that city dance along (Yeah!)
Streetlight jumps when the bass drops low
Crowd moves as the speakers blow
Every step locks into sky-high flow
One more wave—ready set go
Shout with me let the rhythm ride
No more still—in this groove we hide
Flip the night on its neon edge
On our mark—pledge to the ledge
Flip that city flip it higher (Hey!)
Flip that city beat the fire (Hey!)
Flip that city where we belong (Yeah!)
Flip that city dance along (Yeah!)
Flip it—turn around
Flip it—sound the ground
Flip it—up the heat
Flip it—feel the beat
Flip that city flip it higher (Hey!)
Flip that city beat the fire (Hey!)
Flip that city where we belong (Yeah!)
Flip that city dance along (Yeah!)
CREDITS
Performer: Minerva Sound
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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What I Got Back
Tessa Monroe
Verified Artist
Tessa Monroe
Tessa Monroe is a European pop vocalist whose sound sits between deep house, pop disco and sleek contemporary R and B. Her records are built on breathy lead vocals, glossy hooks and clean club energy, with rolling sub bass, bright rhythmic detail and polished production that feels made for late nights, city lights and repeat listens. What makes her stand out is the way she keeps that shine connected to something human. Even at her most danceable, her songs stay focused on hesitation, trust and the small emotional signals people miss when they are trying not to get hurt.
On Careful, Monroe leans fully into that balance. The track moves on a warm 118 BPM pulse with deep dub chords, muted guitar plucks, tight shuffled percussion and a big rising pre-chorus that opens into an immediate, radio-ready chorus. A clean male rap verse adds contrast without breaking the mood, giving the song a second perspective while keeping the center of gravity on her voice. It captures the core of Tessa Monroe’s appeal, stylish and energetic on the surface, but emotionally precise underneath, like a pop record you can dance to and still believe every word of.
What I Got Back
Tessa Monroe
Prompt
I used to count what disappeared
Like numbers mattered after all
Now I count the weight I don’t carry
And how much lighter I can walk
I lost a key to an old front door
Kept it for years inside a tray
Then one morning I threw it out
Funny I never went back anyway
I lost a name I used to answer to
The one you gave me when we met
Took it off like an old price tag
Turns out I was worth more without it
Every empty shelf
Gave something else a place
Every closed account
Put money back in my name
Look at what I got back
When I let it go
My own side of the bed
My own way home
Look at what I got back
Every time I lost
Less to explain
Less to carry across
You can call it losing
I don’t call it that
I know what went away
Look at what I got back
I broke the glass we bought in Paris
Swept it clean and kept the wine
Sold the chair you always sat in
Bought a table that was mine
I gave away the blue suitcase
The one that followed every fight
Now I travel with a smaller bag
And somehow take more life
Every empty shelf
Gave something else a place
Every cancelled plan
Put hours back in my day
Look at what I got back
When I let it go
My own side of the bed
My own way home
Look at what I got back
Every time I lost
Less to explain
Less to carry across
You can call it losing
I don’t call it that
I know what went away
Look at what I got back
Lost your number
Found my Saturday
Lost our picture
Found my better face
Lost the promise
Kept the lesson
Lost the weight
Kept the direction
Look at what I got back
When I let it go
A quieter morning
A life of my own
Look at what I got back
Every time I lost
More of myself
At somebody else’s cost
You can call it losing
I don’t call it that
I know exactly what I lost
And look at what I got back
The key is gone
The door is too
Funny how losing it
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Lyrics
CREDITS
Performer: Tessa Monroe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Letters for Claire
Sarah D Fox
Letters for Claire
Sarah D Fox
Prompt
Another one for Claire
Third one this week
I don’t know Claire
But apparently everyone else does
The first came from a dentist
The second from Marseille
Then a postcard with a bicycle
And nothing much to say
A catalogue from somewhere
A birthday card from June
Someone wrote I hope you finally
Did the thing you wanted to
I put them in a shoebox
Underneath the telephone
By October I knew Claire
Better than some people I had known
She buys books she never finishes
She owes somebody twenty-three
And someone named Luc keeps writing
Please call me when you’re free
Claire you’re getting mail again
Claire they think you still live here
Someone misses your handwriting
Someone thinks you disappeared
Claire I know it isn’t my business
But your life keeps coming through
In envelopes with my address
And every one belongs to you
Then Tuesday around seven
There was knocking at my door
A woman with a yellow umbrella
Said I think I lived here before
She looked at all the letters
Then laughed and covered her face
Said I left in such a hurry
I forgot to change the place
I handed her the shoebox
She sat down on the stairs
Said half of these I don’t want
You can keep the ones from Pierre
She took the dentist took Marseille
Left the birthday card with me
Then crossed out Luc’s old number
Said some people should stay history
Claire you got your mail again
Claire you finally came back here
Somebody kept your handwriting
Somebody knew you’d reappear
Claire it wasn’t any of my business
Still your life came passing through
In envelopes with my address
Till one Tuesday there was you
She left the umbrella
Took the box
Came back laughing
Twenty seconds later
I said Claire
You forget a lot
She said
That’s how I travel
Claire no more mail today
Claire no mystery to keep
Just an empty little shoebox
And the stairs beneath my feet
Claire I never knew your whole life
Only what the postman knew
Funny how a wrong address
Can introduce somebody to you
Thursday morning
One small envelope
My name this time
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Lyrics
CREDITS
Performer: Sarah D Fox
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Runaway Light
Ian Merrow
Verified Artist
Ian Merrow
Ian Merrow is an alternative singer-songwriter from the misty shores of Brighton, UK, whose music lives quietly but powerfully—exclusively on Filodyo. Blending melancholic guitar textures with intimate, confessional lyrics, Ian crafts songs that feel like late-night thoughts you were never meant to say out loud. His sound walks the line between indie rock and cinematic pop, echoing the raw sensitivity of artists like Jeff Buckley and the atmospheric pull of early Radiohead.
Rather than chasing the mainstream, Ian chose to remain deliberately off-grid. He records in his small seaside flat, using second-hand gear and a notebook full of scribbled lines. For him, imperfection is part of the truth. His debut track "Runaway Light" introduced listeners to a world of quiet emotional urgency, where love, regret, and longing flicker like headlights in the fog.
Ian’s connection to Filodyo wasn’t just a distribution decision—it was an artistic choice. “It’s the only platform that lets me stay invisible and be heard at the same time,” he says. No social media, no interviews, no labels. Just music. And for those who find him, it's like stumbling upon a secret worth keeping.
With each release, Ian continues to prove that volume isn’t necessary to make an impact. His songs don’t shout — they haunt.
Runaway Light
Ian Merrow
You showed up in my life like a summer flame
Lit up the dark but never played the game
We danced through the chaos no plan no map
Just two wild hearts in a midnight trap
You said “Don’t blink the moment might go”
And I felt the sky start to glow
We were runnin’ on runaway light
Faster than the doubts that kept us up at night
Hands out the window dreams in our eyes
Didn’t know where but we knew how to fly
We were burnin’ burnin’ too bright—
On runaway light
Old mixtapes and crooked smiles
We drove in silence for a hundred miles
Your hair in the wind sun on your face
Even the hurt felt like grace
You said “Hold on don’t let it fade”
And I swear the world was remade
We were runnin’ on runaway light
Faster than the doubts that kept us up at night
Hands out the window dreams in our eyes
Didn’t know where but we knew how to fly
We were burnin’ burnin’ too bright—
On runaway light
Now the road is quiet the flame burns low
But I still feel it when the records slow
You’re a spark that never died
Still running in my mind
We were runnin’ on runaway light
Took that leap didn’t care if it was right
Hearts on fire truth in disguise
Felt so alive we didn’t even try
We were burnin’ burnin’ too bright—
On runaway light
CREDITS
Performer: Ian Merrow
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Call Me Tonight
Amara Vale
Verified Artist
Amara Vale
Amara Vale is a European pop and R&B vocalist whose sultry tone and fearless style have made her one of the most exciting new voices on the scene. Born in Lisbon, Portugal, to a Portuguese father and a French mother, she grew up surrounded by a rich mix of cultural influences. From French chanson to soulful 90s R&B, the music playing in her family home shaped her distinctive sound and artistic vision.
After moving to Barcelona at the age of 12, Amara began performing in small cafés and local festivals, quickly building a reputation for her captivating stage presence. Her ability to blend emotional storytelling with infectious, modern production caught the attention of international producers and audiences alike.
Now based in Berlin, Amara Vale is ready to share her artistry with the world. Her music is available exclusively on Filodyo and NOT FM, offering listeners a unique blend of atmospheric pop, seductive R&B, and club-ready energy. With each release, she continues to prove that her voice, her style, and her story are unlike anything else in the European music landscape.
Call Me Tonight
Amara Vale
Oh oh yeah…
Mmm… listen…
Every day I see your face in my mind
Every night I’m hoping you’ll give me a sign
The way you left it’s tearing me apart
But one word from you could restart my heart
I can’t hide this feeling inside
Boy you know I tried
Tell me why we’re playing this game
Call my name call my name
Call me tonight I’m losing my mind
Say you’re still mine don’t leave me behind
One more time I’ll make it all right
Call me tonight call me tonight
I remember every touch every smile
The way you made my world feel so worthwhile
I hear your voice in every song I play
It’s like you’re here but still so far away
I can’t hide this feeling inside
Boy you know I tried
Tell me why we’re playing this game
Call my name call my name
Call me tonight I’m losing my mind
Say you’re still mine don’t leave me behind
One more time I’ll make it all right
Call me tonight call me tonight
Baby I can’t sleep I’m wide awake
Every beat of my heart’s a mistake
Without you I’m not the same
So just call my name call my name
Call me…
Tonight…
One more time…
Call me tonight I’m losing my mind (yeah)
Say you’re still mine don’t leave me behind (oh no)
One more time I’ll make it all right (make it right)
Call me tonight call me tonight
Oh… call me tonight…
CREDITS
Performer: Amara Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Paper Moons
Dora Corr
Verified Artist
Dora Corr
Dora Corr is an EDM vocalist and songwriter born and raised in Dublin, Ireland. Before her debut single, she worked at a small, weathered music shop tucked away in Rathmines — a place where synths came in half-broken and left humming again, usually thanks to her.
By day, she tuned old keyboards and restocked trance CDs. By night, she recorded vocal sketches on her cracked laptop, blending soft-spoken Irish melancholy with pulsing beats she never planned to share.
That changed in early 2025, when renowned electronic producer Mark Martian visited Dublin for a creative summit. While killing time between panels, he wandered into Dora’s shop — and found her quietly looping vocal takes in the back room.
Struck by the raw emotion and unusual cadence of her sound, Mark simply asked, “Have you ever thought about making something bigger?” She shrugged. “Not really. But I’d like to.” Energized, Mark immediately called Hakan E., the creative force behind Filodyo.
“I just found someone. We need to get into a studio, fast,” he said. Intrigued, Hakan asked to hear her demos. Mark sent over a few scratch recordings that same night.
Within days, Dora was in a temporary studio above the River Liffey, recording "Paper Moon" — a haunting, minimalist debut that floats somewhere between whispered confession and late-night dance floor, co-produced by Mark Martian for a new Filodyo project.
Dora Corr isn’t chasing pop formulas or peak-hour builds. She’s carving a lane where fragility can still make you move — and where “na na na na” says more than a chorus ever could.
Paper Moons
Dora Corr
You left your coat I kept the thread
It hums like static in my head
I folded time in a paper cup
Sipped your voice till the world shut up
You never said stay but you looked like wait
And I built an echo from that mistake
I don’t call it love — it’s too well-behaved
This is something the maps misplace
Na na na na — na-na na-na-na
Na na na — na-na-na-na
Na na na na — na-na-na-naaa
Na na na na — naaaa
You hum in keys no piano dares
I lose my name climbing up your stairs
Your silence flickers it writes in loops
Still I read it like sacred proof
I won’t label this — it won’t stay still
It moves like weather talks in quills
Na na na na — na-na na-na-na
Na na na — na-na-na-na
Na na na na — na-na-na-naaa
Na na na na — naaaa
You said “don’t read me I’m not that deep”
But I saw planets in your sleep
I don’t need stars I don’t need maps
Just that hum between the gaps
Na na na na — na-na na-na-na
Na na na — na-na-na-na
Na na na na — na-na-na-naaa
Na na na na — naaaa
I let you vanish but not the hum
Some chords don’t end — they just become
CREDITS
Performer: Dora Corr
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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All That Shine
Paint the Moon Slow
Verified Artist
Paint the Moon Slow
For those whose hearts beat a little faster after dark, meet Paint the Moon Slow, the genre-defying trio lighting up the dance floor with rhythmically pulsating songs brimming with late-night sparkle. The group draws its moniker from a whimsical mix of cosmic awe and the unhurried charm from their native city, the lunar-graced town of Slowville.
Even though their name might lead you to believe they're about slow, soul-crushing tunes, don't be fooled; they're far from a slowcore. Instead, they intertwine cosmic shimmers into their globally influenced, mid-tempo funk-pop. Frontwoman Cleo Maren delivers vocals both gruff and rosy, a blend of smoky lounge and roller-rink diva, backed by synth maestro Rhea Dax and rhythm fanatic Jo "Kicks" Tanaka, creating anthems that twinkle with retro beats and lyrical audacity under neon lights.
Their most notable song, "All That Shine", is a dashing number that perfectly embodies their sonic aesthetic, brimming with upbeat rhythms that evoke a cheeky, happy-go-lucky mood. As contract artists with Filodyo, Paint the Moon Slow are aligning the stars for a new era of dance music. Stay tuned for more luminous offerings from these maestros of mirth, groove, and exceptional starlit tunes. Welcome to the Paint the Moon Slow universe – it’s a happy place.
All That Shine
Paint the Moon Slow
Every win costs more than it shows
Smiles on screens but nobody knows
Counting steps in designer doubt
Applause fades when the lights go out
All that shine (yeah)
burns cold by dawn (so cold)
Still I move (keep it movin’)
still I’m gone (I’m gone I’m gone)
I built a world from nothing at all (from the ground up)
Paved my name on a silent wall (can you see it?)
They cheer the rise not the climb (uh-huh)
But I’ve been bleeding into time (so deep so long)
[Instrumental Break]
Phone full of names I don’t call
Rooms packed tight but I feel small
I keep my truth behind gold frames
Success is a house with shifting names
All that shine (yeah)
burns cold by dawn (so cold)
Still I move (keep it movin’)
still I’m gone (I’m gone I’m gone)
I built a world from nothing at all (from the ground up)
Paved my name on a silent wall (can you see it?)
They cheer the rise not the climb (uh-huh)
But I’ve been bleeding into time (so deep so long)
Don’t envy thrones you’ve never sat
You won’t feel full chasing that
I built a world from nothing at all
Paved my name on a silent wall
They cheer the rise not the climb
CREDITS
Performer: Paint the Moon Slow
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Just Like That
Checkmate
Verified Artist
Checkmate
Checkmate formed in London out of restlessness rather than intention. Different neighborhoods, different backgrounds, same impulse: to move, to react, to play music that refuses to stand still. Ska was never a costume for them, it was a language. Fast rhythms, sharp turns, humor used as defiance. They grew up surrounded by noise, contradictions, and crowded streets, and their sound reflects that constant motion.
Their music is playful but not careless, political without slogans, chaotic but precise. Each member brings a different energy, and none of them try to smooth those edges out.
Checkmate thrives on contrast: bright melodies against nervous tension, joy next to disruption. What comes out is loud, physical, and alive. Their releases are heard only on Filodyo and NOT FM, where movement matters more than polish and nothing is forced to sit quietly in the background.
Just Like That
Checkmate
Bus is late but the sun is out
Someone’s laughing way too loud
Corner shop knows my face
Same old song same old place
Shoelace broke still on time
Found a coin lost my mind
Nothing special nothing deep
But today’s been good to me
Radio plays that beat again
Head goes left feet say “amen”
I wasn’t looking for a sign
But the street feels right in time
Life’s doing fine yeah look around
Sticky tables familiar sounds
Not a movie not a plan
Just a good day where I stand
Life’s doing fine no big parade
Just walking slow no rush today
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I like it just like that
Coffee spills laugh it off
Wrong turn but I don’t stop
Shoes too tight shirt’s too thin
Still smiling when I walk in
Someone hums the tune I know
Traffic moves then says hello
Nothing changed still feels new
Guess the trick is how you view
No winning streak no finish line
Just wasting time and feeling fine
If this moment’s all I get
I’m not mad at it yet
Life’s doing fine yeah look around
Bent street signs old beat-up towns
Not a headline not a scam
Just a good day where I stand
Life’s doing fine no big parade
Late night talks cheap lemonade
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I like it just like that
Maybe tomorrow’s loud and rough
But today’s already enough
No promises no advice
Just breathing in a decent life
Life’s doing fine hear that horn
Someone dancing someone bored
Not a dream not a trap
Just a moment and I’ll clap
Life’s doing fine I’ll say it twice
Not perfect but it’s nice
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I love it just like that
Just like that
Yeah just like that
CREDITS
Performer: Checkmate
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Raindrops In Ruby
Nico Laurent
Verified Artist
Nico Laurent
Hailing from the sprawling city of Chicago, known for its gusty winds and hearty deep-dish pizzas, the one and only Nico Laurent has been making waves in the musical landscape with his undeniable talent and contagious energy. Born to an imaginative mother who weaved narratives that enchanted Nico's world and a meticulous father whose precision for constructing circuit boards was only matched by his love for the blues. You could say Nico was born to rhythm, melody, and a healthy dose of storytelling. He began his magical sonic journey right there, in the sweet-spot between abstraction and engineering, affectionately known as creativity.
That journey led Nico to pen one of his most notable songs, "I'm Not The One," a tune that dances delightfully between heartbreak and hope, two relatable sides for many of his listeners. His songs mirror his life - filled with textures and nuances - which are as electrifyingly real as the Chicago skyline during a lightning storm. Perhaps it's his mother's storytelling gift that makes his lyrics so compelling, or his father's keen sense for balance that keeps his melodies ringing in your ear long after the song ends. Or maybe, just maybe, it's that cheeky grin of his that makes you think he might know a secret or two about life's grand design. Whatever the case, it's hard to resist the magnetic pull of Nico Laurent and his ever-evolving sound.
Equal parts witty word-spinner and evocative tunesmith, Nico proves that the apple doesn't fall far from the metaphoric tree (and by the sound of it, this apple picked up a guitar on its way down). Nico remembers sitting between piles of books and heaps of cables as a kid, writing stories about robot musicians or sketching out designs for flying guitars, and that imaginative spirit still fuels his music today. So, buckle in and hold onto your hat (the wind in Chicago doesn’t mess around, you know), because Nico Laurent is just getting started, and this is one ride you won't want to miss.
Raindrops In Ruby
Nico Laurent
Follow the footprints of centuries
Lost in the fields of she always ran
Carving out all of the treasuries
We read alone in the rain
Why does it sound so much worse in the morning?
Cry out the letters she sent when we met at that place
Why'd you make me wait when I knew you were wrong?
There she goes
I've known love
And love constantly goes
And if I leave everything open
I'm constantly closed
I can't leave anyone hangin'
But yet I still hang like a post
Feels like she moves in slow motion
I can't let 'er down 'cause she's already gone
Want her around
But I know that would be so wrong
There's so much to see in the world
Why does it sound so much worse in the morning?
Cry out the letters she sent when we met at that place
Why'd you make me wait when I knew you were wrong?
There she goes
Caught in the middle of something again
Why do I mention whenever I can?
Unlock the moment of rubies and stains
Looking to find when the love met the rain
Locked in an image as clear as the rain
Lookin' to find through eternity
CREDITS
Performer: Nico Laurent
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Hard Style
Rhun
CREDITS
Performer: Rhun
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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