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Keep on Moving
Spark Lee
Verified Artist
Spark Lee
Meet Spark Lee, the Iberian master of bass and beats, constantly spinning the tapestry of life into groovy dance tracks. Known for his collaborations with the likes of Ava Bennett on the contagious track, "Hope in His Eyes," Lee's ability to fabricate charm and charisma from thin air has made him a spectacle of the independent music scene.
The name 'Spark Lee' is suggestive of his music — bursting with energy, electrifying—yet with a calm finesse. Channeling his Spanish roots, a consistent release of rhythmic, upbeat songs has seen fans scrambling to catch some flamenco flair, reinvented for the wired generation.
Lee's world isn't all about dropping beats and flipping vinyl, though. It's about painting vibrant, melodic expressions that bring happiness to every listener under his soundwave. You might say he's turned 'smiling' into a sort of motion-inducing kinetic art form. Put his track on, and you're compelled to find your rhythm, your joy, your Spark Lee-esque 'happy'.
No, Spark Lee isn't just making music; he's making magic—a sorcerer of sound, a wizard of the waveform, whipping out dance tracks that are as infectious as they are inspired. So next time you need a lift, remember—one hit of Spark Lee, and you'll be lighting up the dance floor in no time.
Keep on Moving
Spark Lee
Dancing starts
Beat drops we’re feeling high
No worries just good vibes
Tonight we’re touching the sky
Can you feel that?
The rhythm’s taking over
Keep on moving don’t stop now
Feel the bass it’s all around
Lose yourself in this sound
In this moment we are found
Yeah yeah just like that
Keep it going keep it going
Sweat dripping hearts racing
This groove we’re embracing
Close your eyes keep pacing
We’re lost but we’re amazing
Turn it up!
Let’s make this night unforgettable
Keep on moving don’t stop now
Feel the bass it’s all around
Lose yourself in this sound
In this moment we are found
This is our night
Our time to shine
Hands up touching the ceiling
Love this life love this feeling
Together we’re dreaming
Forever hearts are beating
Are you ready? One more time
let’s go!
Keep on moving don’t stop now
Feel the bass it’s all around
Lose yourself in this sound
In this moment we are found
Until the sun comes up
This is our dance our love
CREDITS
Performer: Spark Lee
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Velvet Circuits
Mara Vale
Verified Artist
Mara Vale
Mara Vale makes sleek night-drive pop with a disco pulse: live bass lines, clean rhythm guitar, warm strings, and hooks that feel lit by streetlights. Her songs balance playful movement with a bittersweet city glow, built for listeners who want groove, melody, and a little electricity under the skin.
Her sound sits between classic dance-floor craft and modern pop polish, with soulful female vocals carrying stories of late buses, rooftop coffee, open city windows, and small moments that suddenly feel cinematic. Mara Vale keeps the arrangements bright and human: tight drums, handclaps, piano stabs, and choruses designed to move without turning into a cliché.
Velvet Circuits
Mara Vale
I saw your name in the window light
spelled out backwards on a passing bus
city heat on a borrowed bike
and a little bit of trouble looking back at us
You had a laugh like a camera flash
gone too soon but it burned the room
I had a heart with a broken latch
swinging open to a silver moon
We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin
Coffee cold on a rooftop stair
bassline leaking from a taxi door
You tied a ribbon in your midnight hair
said the future isn't hungry anymore
I was counting every exit sign
making maps out of ways to leave
Then you put your hand inside of mine
like a rhythm that remembered me
We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin
All my static turns to motion
all my caution learns to shine
There's a pulse beneath the pavement
keeping perfect crooked time
We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin
Velvet circuits in the crosswalk glow
Velvet circuits and the city knows
Velvet circuits when the morning spins
I keep coming back to begin
CREDITS
Performer: Mara Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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HOT TRACK
Old News
Kelvin Boyd
Verified Artist
Kelvin Boyd
Kelvin Boyd is an R&B and soul artist known for blending warm falsetto vocals with relaxed, conversational songwriting. His sound sits between classic soul, sample-based rhythm and modern groove, pulling together chopped records, electric piano textures and understated rap verses that feel personal without trying too hard. Rather than chasing drama, Kelvin’s music leans into maturity, detail and emotional control, turning everyday moments into songs that feel intimate, lived-in and quietly memorable.
His release Old News captures that approach perfectly, pairing a light, floating vocal with a grounded story about growth, distance and getting to a better place emotionally. There is nostalgia in his music, but it never feels stuck in the past. Kelvin Boyd makes songs that sound confident, warm and human, built for listeners who want soul with honesty, rhythm with restraint and a voice that can carry both tenderness and self-possession at the same time.
Old News
Kelvin Boyd
(old news old news)
Somebody told me you got married
In a garden in the spring
They watched my face for the crack
And I gave them nothing
I checked myself all the way home
Waited for it to land
But it's old news
Old news
Somebody else's headline now
It's old news
Old news
I hope the garden was beautiful
And I mean it and that's new
(old news old news)
[Rap Verse]
Two years back this would have wrecked a whole week
Called my brother couldn't sleep couldn't eat
Now I hear the story and I'm halfway through a sandwich
Genuinely happy for you that's the plot twist
Time doesn't heal that's a line that people sell you
Time just hands you something else to fill you
Built a life so full there wasn't room to keep you
And that's not bitter that's the kindest thing I'll tell you
I kept the jacket for a while
Left it at a charity shop in March
Somebody's wearing it in the rain right now
And they don't know a thing about us
But it's old news
Old news
Somebody else's headline now
It's old news
Old news
I hope the garden was beautiful
And I mean it and that's new
I'm not over it because I won
I'm over it because I grew
Those are two different endings
And I got the better of the two
But it's old news
Old news
Somebody else's headline now
It's old news
Old news
I hope the garden was beautiful
And I mean it and that's new
It's old news
(old news old news)
CREDITS
Performer: Kelvin Boyd
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 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.
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.
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HOT TRACK
August Anyway
Amelia Shaw
Verified Artist
Amelia Shaw
Amelia Shaw is a London based pop and deep house vocalist whose music blends warmth, movement and emotional clarity. Her sound leans on bright synths, hand percussion, house grooves and polished pop production, but the heart of it is always the voice, intimate, expressive and full of small human details. She has a way of making songs feel uplifting without flattening their meaning, turning fleeting relationships, summer memories and unfinished conversations into records that still feel alive long after the chorus ends.
On August Anyway, Shaw captures the beauty of something temporary without treating it like a mistake. Built around sunset energy, kalimba textures, brass swells and a clean festival-ready pulse, the track carries both joy and acceptance at the same time. That balance is what defines her style, emotionally open but never heavy-handed, radio-friendly but still personal, and always grounded in the idea that even brief moments can leave a lasting mark.
August Anyway
Amelia Shaw
We knew the date before we started
You had a flight I had a lease
Everybody told us not to do it
So we did it anyway
Four weeks is not a lifetime
But it isn't nothing either
Give me August anyway
Give me the ending on the first day
I would rather hold a thing that goes
Than never hold a thing at all
Give me August anyway
(anyway anyway)
Now it's cold and I still know
The exact sound your car made in the drive
People ask me if I'd take it back
And I laugh and I say
Give me August anyway
Give me the ending on the first day
I would rather hold a thing that goes
Than never hold a thing at all
Give me August anyway
Some things are not meant to be kept
Some things are meant to be spent
And I spent it every hour of it
And I would spend it again
Give me August anyway
Give me the ending on the first day
I would rather hold a thing that goes
Than never hold a thing at all
Give me August anyway
Give me August anyway
(anyway anyway)
CREDITS
Performer: Amelia Shaw
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Push. Spin. Go
KRNX
CREDITS
Performer: KRNX
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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No Auditions
Amae Korr
No Auditions
Amae Korr
Side door
No line
No wristband
I’m already mine
Didn’t wear silver to be seen
Didn’t ask the night to be clean
Walked in crooked — stayed aligned
What’s not lit still gets defined
I don’t wait for cues
I don’t nod I move
No auditions
This role’s been filled
I don’t rehearse
I just build
Don’t need lines
Don’t need praise
I write the room
I set the stage
I don’t chase what’s framed in glass
If it cracks I let it pass
My rhythm folds then breaks the grid
Truths don’t scream — they stay hid
Lights don’t lead
I choose my scene
No auditions
This role’s been filled
I don’t rehearse
I just build
Don’t need lines
Don’t need praise
I write the room
I set the stage
Spotlight blinks
But I don’t bow
I was the plot
You just see it now
No auditions
No design
I don’t perform
I define
Don't need signs
Don't need doors
I walk through
And build the floor
CREDITS
Performer: Amae Korr
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Keep the Receipt, S...
Dust Motel
Verified Artist
Dust Motel
Dust Motel Static began with **Marisol “Mari” Vela**, a sharp-tongued singer and baritone guitarist raised between Tucson and a small border town where her mother ran a late-night diner. **Evan Rusk**, a quiet multi-instrumentalist and obsessive arranger from Bakersfield, had spent years repairing amplifiers, collecting discarded tape machines and writing instrumental cues for films that were never made. Mari became the face and voice of the project; Evan became the person who could turn one crooked guitar phrase into an entire record.
They met after Evan’s pickup broke down outside the diner during a summer dust storm. Mari noticed the long-scale guitar case in the truck bed, borrowed the instrument before offering any help and played the same four notes until Evan began tapping a rhythm against the counter. They spent the rest of the night recording into a battered portable machine beside the diner’s ice freezer. The resulting demo carried traffic noise, a loose refrigerator panel and an argument from the kitchen, but neither of them wanted to recreate it in a cleaner studio.
Their debut single, **“Keep the Receipt, Sweetheart,”** introduces their sound through Mari’s dry, teasing delivery, Evan’s tightly controlled rhythm section and a low melodic guitar that moves somewhere between desert noir and border-town rock. The song treats a dishonest apology like a badly fitted purchase, turning an uncomfortable conversation into a compact, playful hook. It is currently their only released track, but the duo have already made their intentions clear: Dust Motel Static prefer small details, crooked humour and memorable guitar lines over polished mythology.
Keep the Receipt, Sweetheart
Dust Motel
You parked across the hydrant
Like the law had gone to lunch
Brought six supermarket daisies
Held together with a rubber band
Said “I’ve been doing lots of thinking”
With the posture of a judge
Then set one careful “sorry”
On my counter still unopened
You pressed your palm against your chest
Like cameras filled the hall
I asked for one clean answer
You gave the director’s cut
Keep the receipt sweetheart
This apology runs small
It pinches where the truth should fit
And hangs loose everywhere else
Keep the receipt sweetheart
Take the whole display with you
You brought me something called “I’m sorry”
But the tag says “almost true”
Almost true almost true
Look at you improving
You said your phone had lost its manners
Your watch was running scared
Your friends had formed a committee
And voted you unprepared
Your mother took the witness stand
Your therapist was quoted
I asked “Did you sleep with her?”
You said “The wording feels loaded”
You lowered your voice an octave
That trick you save for court
I asked where you were Tuesday
You gave the weather report
Keep the receipt sweetheart
This apology runs small
It pinches where the truth should fit
And hangs loose everywhere else
Keep the receipt sweetheart
Take the whole display with you
You brought me something called “I’m sorry”
But the tag says “almost true”
No don’t kneel; the floor is clean
Don’t swear on anybody’s grave
Skip the trembling lower lip
You practiced beside the valet
I’m just taking inventory:
One key two names three hotel pens
You may keep the supermarket daisies
They’ve heard the whole defense
Keep the receipt sweetheart
This apology runs small
It pinches where the truth should fit
And hangs loose everywhere else
Keep the receipt sweetheart
Take your grand performance too
You brought me something called “I’m sorry”
But the tag says “almost true”
Almost true almost true
Look at you improving
“Need a bag?”
“No he came with one”
CREDITS
Performer: Dust Motel
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Secondhand Alibi
Romeo Vane
Verified Artist
Romeo Vane
"Romeo Vane: at the ripe age of 25, this American pop-rock comet is shooting across the Alternative universe, spreading hope with doses of edgy authenticity. Born and bred in the sonic heartland of the Windy City, he’s a Chicagoan with an unapologetic knack for compelling narratives and an obsession for truth.
Whether it's life's sharp corners or the soft bruises of love, Romeo Vane's got a knack for rolling them into tunes that blend breezy alt-rock melodies with the raw, gritty flavor of pop. His stage name isn't for show; Romeo comes with a romantic bravado that'd make Shakespeare blush, and the barbed tongue of a true Windy City native. Just tune into "Kiss Me When I'm Lying" - it's less of a song, more a rollercoaster ride through hope, heartbreak, and hilariously serious self-deprecation.
Despite his youth, he's seen more than enough of life's ups and downs, packaging the human experience into easily digestible nuggets of melodic wisdom. Romeo Vane’s music is the kind that makes you call your ex at 2 a.m., cry a little, laugh a lot, and still believe in the dream of a better dawn. Now, how's that for a self-made, alternative songwriter from the city that never sleeps?"
Secondhand Alibi
Romeo Vane
I found it in a Sunday ad
Between a sofa and a wedding band
“Barely used no questions asked”
The seller wore a borrowed name
He said it worked on jealous hearts
On hotel clerks and parking guards
I paid in cash he wished me luck
Then vanished before the light changed
I practiced every detail
The hour the street the rain
But truth has lousy manners
It keeps interrupting names
I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine
I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine
I said the train was running late
You knew that line from ’98
I blamed a man I’d never met
You said “At least invent him well”
I moved the evening half an hour
Changed the bar replaced the car
By then the lie had better shoes
And more ambition than the truth
I gave it dates and weather
A witness and a scar
You watched me build the ceiling
Then asked where the foundations are
I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine
I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine
Mine on Monday
Mine by five
Mine when I need
Someone else to survive
The seller called at 2:13
Said “That excuse belongs to me”
I told him he could have it back
He laughed and said “You made it yours”
You poured your drink into the sink
Not angry almost entertained
You said “The worst part isn’t this
It’s how rehearsed you look in pain”
So here’s the part I didn’t buy
No clever date no useful guy
I stayed because I liked the risk
I left because you noticed it
No missing train no broken phone
No nameless friend to take the blame
I wanted two incompatible things
And called confusion by your name
I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me why
Now every version sounds like mine
I bought a secondhand alibi
But guilt was never in the price
Keep the story keep the night
Every version sounds like mine
The truth was sitting in the car
Patient as an unpaid fare
I opened up the passenger door
It said “You took your time”
CREDITS
Performer: Romeo Vane
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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On the Road Again
Sara Durian
Verified Artist
Sara Durian
Sara Durian is Germany’s undisputed disco queen, electrifying dance floors since the early 2000s with her glitter-drenched beats and futuristic soul. Born in Düsseldorf and raised on a steady diet of Kraftwerk, Donna Summer, and underground Berlin house parties, Sara blends retro grooves with neon-drenched modernity. Her signature sound? A cosmic fusion of French touch, Eurodisco, and synth-heavy pop—unmistakably hers, instantly addictive.
From smoky Berlin clubs to Tokyo fashion runways, Sara has turned every stage into a mirrorball-lit sanctuary. Her voice—sultry, robotic, divine—has been sampled by countless DJs but never duplicated. Whether she’s spinning vinyl or headlining queer festivals across Europe, Sara owns the night like a shimmering phantom of funk.
Still active and more radiant than ever, her legacy is not nostalgia—it’s now. With platinum blond curls and chrome stilettos, she struts through time with a wink and a bass drop.
Her mantra? “All drama, all disco.”
On the Road Again
Sara Durian
You had me sold with a whisper
Pulled me close
Said
"You're my best friend"
Now I'm standin' on the shoulder
Of the highway while you're leavin' again
Well
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again
You packed me up in the morning
After you picked me up in the night
And I know you didn't mean it
When you said you were my last ride
Well
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again
Well
When I get to heaven
I'm gonna know
'Cause it's gonna look like New Mexico
And
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again
Yeah
I'll be on the road again
Oh
Baby
I'll be on the road again
CREDITS
Performer: Sara Durian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Sin Pedir Perdon
Gitana Renata
Verified Artist
Gitana Renata
Gitana Renata is a multifaceted artist whose work is deeply rooted in her Spanish heritage. Born and raised in a vibrant community steeped in cultural traditions, Gitana’s music captures the essence of her background while simultaneously exploring contemporary themes. With her solo track "Sin Pedir Perdon," she showcases an ability to weave the emotional richness of her ancestry into modern sounds, creating a bridge between past and present.
Her artistry is characterized by a seamless blend of rhythms, melodies, and heartfelt lyrics that resonate with listeners on multiple levels. Though "Sin Pedir Perdon" is her only currently available track, it serves as a strong introduction to her style, hinting at the potential for a diverse catalog that may include influences ranging from flamenco to pop. Gitana’s vocal identity is marked by its emotional depth, allowing her to convey complex sentiments with sincerity and passion.
As Gitana Renata continues to develop her musical repertoire, audiences can anticipate a collection of songs that reflect not only her personal journey but also the universal themes of love, resilience, and cultural pride. Each upcoming release promises to further explore the intersections of her heritage and modern musical landscapes, making her an artist to watch in the evolving independent music scene.
Sin Pedir Perdon
Gitana Renata
Yeah
No voy a llorar por ti
Not tonight
No
Me llamas tarde
I let it ring
Ya no me compras
With anything
Tenías mi tiempo
Tenías mi voz
Now you get silence
Cuando digo adiós
No soy la misma
You knew before
Cerré tu puerta
Without a war
Mira mi cara
Mira bien
Perdiste todo
Por no querer
I gave you chances
Una dos tres
Now I move different
No vuelvo otra vez
No estoy dolida
Estoy mejor
I changed the number
And the color
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
Sin pedir perdón
I’m good when I’m gone
Tú me perdiste
Baby you’ll feel it
No no no
No me llames amor
No no no
Ya cambió la canción
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
Tu foto sigue
But not with me
Me veo más fuerte
Since I got free
No busco drama
No busco show
Si preguntan por mí
Tell them I glow
Tengo mis planes
Tengo mi paz
Tú fuiste casi
But never enough
I don’t do revenge
I don’t do regret
Solo camino
Y tú no estás
I gave you chances
Una dos tres
Now I move different
No vuelvo otra vez
No estoy dolida
Estoy mejor
I changed the number
And the color
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
Sin pedir perdón
I’m good when I’m gone
Tú me perdiste
Baby you’ll feel it
No no no
No me llames amor
No no no
Ya cambió la canción
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
No quiero flores
No quiero explanation
You had my heart
You missed the location
No necesito
Tu versión
I got my body
Back on control
Si tú me ves
Don’t come too close
I’m not your girl
Ya se acabó
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
Sin pedir perdón
I’m good when I’m gone
Tú me perdiste
Baby you’ll feel it
No no no
No me llames amor
No no no
Ya cambió la canción
Sin pedir perdón
I dance on my own
Ya no me rompes
Ya no me tienes
No voy a llorar por ti
Not tonight
Sin pedir perdón
CREDITS
Performer: Gitana Renata
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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