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HOT TRACK
The Wrong Daughter
Billie Arden
Verified Artist
Billie Arden
Billie Arden is an electrifying force in the modern dance-pop scene, hailing from Berlin, where her late-night writing sessions have breathed life into a catalog that pulsates with energy and emotion. With influences from funk and nu-disco, her music embodies a sleek, four-on-the-floor groove that promises to uplift spirits and get bodies moving. Tracks like "No Default Setting" showcase her confident vocal style—low and controlled in the verses, yet soaring and playful in the choruses—making each song feel like both a celebration and a personal manifesto. Through her polished production, which features tight rubbery basslines and glossy synth stabs, Arden crafts an infectious sound that captures the essence of joy and hope.
Exploring themes of authenticity and self-acceptance, Arden's lyrics reflect her determination to navigate a world that often seeks to confine individuality. While she embraces exuberance in her melodies, there's an undercurrent of defiance in tracks that challenge conventional norms and invite listeners to embrace their unique paths. Billie Arden's artistry extends beyond mere entertainment; it serves as an invitation to dance freely while celebrating one's true self, ensuring that each release resonates deeply with those seeking inspiration in both life and music.
The Wrong Daughter
Billie Arden
I left at seventeen before the bread was warm
took the blue suitcase nobody claimed
Mother stood polishing the same clean glass
Dad read the paper without turning a page
There was a woman’s name behind the pantry clock
written twice then crossed with a kitchen knife
I asked who she was
They asked why I was still awake
Huh
They said “You’ll understand when you’re older”
So I got older somewhere else
I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train
I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong
Years later a stranger stopped me near the docks
said “You walk exactly like she did”
I laughed and asked “Who?”
She looked at me as though I’d made a joke
Then she handed me a photograph:
my father younger one hand out of frame
and a girl with my uneven teeth
wearing the blue suitcase name tag
Huh Small world
Terrible handwriting
She said “Your mother tried her best”
I said “Which one?”
I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train
I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong
Maybe I was kept
Maybe I was traded
Maybe love gets very polite
when the truth is complicated
I never asked again
That keeps them nervous
I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them polish every answer
I know where the story fails
I was gone gone gone—
huh they still insist I’m wild
I didn’t leave because I hated them
I left as someone else’s child
CREDITS
Performer: Billie Arden
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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When the Noise Fades
The Absents
Verified Artist
The Absents
The Absents are a four-piece synth-pop and modern disco-pop band hailing from Brighton, on the south coast of the United Kingdom. The lineup consists of Elliot Kane (vocals), Ryan Whitford (keyboards & production), Callum Price (bass guitar & synth bass), and Jamie Harlow (guitar & backing vocals). The four met in 2018 at a local music festival, where a late-night jam session revealed a shared passion for blending the melodic elegance of 80s synth-pop with the energy and polish of modern pop production.
Deeply influenced by the infectious hooks and emotive energy of Erasure, The Absents quickly began writing together, crafting songs that pair bright synth textures with tight bass grooves and subtle funk undertones. Their early rehearsals took place in a modest studio near Brighton’s seafront, a space that soon became their creative sanctuary and the birthplace of their signature sound.
In 2019, the band released their debut single, which found its way onto local radio playlists and began circulating through London’s club scene. Known for their vivid light shows, charismatic stage presence, and danceable, high-energy sets, The Absents built a reputation as one of the most exciting new acts in the UK’s pop landscape.
Today, The Absents continue to bridge nostalgia and modernity, reaching audiences far beyond the British Isles. Elliot’s commanding yet soulful vocals, Ryan’s shimmering synth arrangements, Callum’s deep, driving grooves, and Jamie’s melodic guitar lines come together to create a live experience that is as unforgettable as it is electrifying.
When the Noise Fades
The Absents
You said it all without a sound
Eyes like rivers underground
No stage no sign no grand display
But still you took my breath away
When the noise fades
I see you clear
No masks remain
No need to steer
In that still shade
You draw me near
Curtains closed the world stands still
No rush no race no sudden thrill
Just quiet steps upon the floor
No less no more I ask for
When the noise fades
I see you clear
No masks remain
No need to steer
In that still shade
You draw me near
I don’t believe in grand goodbyes
Just simple truths behind the eyes
Not every tale begins with fire
Some just flicker then inspire
When the noise fades
I see you clear
No masks remain
No need to steer
In that still shade
You draw me near
CREDITS
Performer: The Absents
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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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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Clean and Proud
Aliza Steel 44
Clean and Proud
Aliza Steel 44
Midnight moves across the floor
Steps align we need no more
Every motion syncs in time
Signals crossing clean and fine
No directions no control
Just a pattern taking hold
Hold it right don’t push too fast
Let the second stretch and last
Keep me on a steady frequency
Where the sound stays close to me
Nothing sharp nothing loud
Just the rhythm clean and proud
Stay aligned let it be
No escape no urgency
Every tone exactly right
On this steady frequency tonight
Low pulse breathing
Filtered chords drifting
Time dissolving
Nothing spoken
Faces blur in moving light
Seconds fold into the night
No reflections no disguise
Just the motion multiplying
We don’t question where it leads
Only trust the space we keep
Hold the line stay inside
Let the moment open wide
Keep me on a steady frequency
Where the sound stays close to me
Nothing sharp nothing loud
Just the rhythm clean and proud
Stay aligned let it be
No escape no urgency
Every tone exactly right
On this steady frequency tonight
No beginning no release
Only waves in slow repeat
CREDITS
Performer: Aliza Steel 44
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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La Ventana
Alba Serrin
Verified Artist
Alba Serrin
When Alba Serrin first picked up a guitar in her native Colombia, no one guessed she'd soon become the queen of independent Latin Pop. With her infectious feel-good vibes, she transformed her local music scene, one acoustically vibrant and breathy note at a time.
Cut from the colourful streets of Bogota, Alba's bones are steeped in stories, sunshine and a knack for making guitar strings sing like an Andean condor on a summer breeze. Her smash-hit "La Ventana" serves as a cheerful escape hatch, a musical window flung wide open to let the light in. We're talking a ray of sweet sonic sunshine straight outta South America.
You ask about Alba? Don't picture a diva draped in unnecessary glamour. Nah, she's just this quirky señorita in sneakers with an unruly curl crested on her forehead and a smirk that says, "Hey, music doesn’t have to give you the blues." It's her joyful rebellion against the norm that makes Alba, well, Alba.
Undeniably, Alba Serrin's artistry paints a jolly dance of Latin notes across a canvas of global indie music. She croons, she cheers, and sometimes, she's just your happy-go-lucky gal brightening up the world one tune at a time – an upbeat antidote to your toughest days.
La Ventana
Alba Serrin
(La ciudad no duerme)
(And I don’t wait anymore)
ja
Dejé tu chaqueta
colgada en la silla
tu perfume barato
ya no me domina
You sent me a message
at quarter to three
I read it dancing
you lost that key
shh
No me preguntes
si duele todavía
me puse más linda
desde tu despedida
Tú querías fuego
pero sin quemarte
yo cerré la puerta
sin odiarte
Por la ventana
te vi pasar
con esa cara
de querer llamar
No digas nada
no mires atrás
yo ya no bajo
si tú no sabes amar
La-la-la ventana
I don’t go back
La-la-la ventana
I don’t do that
Compré flores rojas
pero no por ti
hoy brindo conmigo
porque sí porque sí
You loved the drama
I changed the scene
now my little black dress
looks better on me
ay
No me preguntes
si duele todavía
me puse más libre
desde tu cobardía
Tú querías luna
sin pasar la noche
yo cambié mi nombre
dentro de tu coche
[Chorus: Bigger Vocal Layering]
Por la ventana
te vi pasar
con esa cara
de querer llamar
No digas nada
no mires atrás
yo ya no bajo
si tú no sabes amar
La-la-la ventana
I don’t go back
La-la-la ventana
I don’t do that
(You thought I’d cry?)
[Mocking Laughter]
ja ja
Mira bien
mira bien
no era suerte
era mi piel
NO VUELVO MÁS
Por la ventana
te vi pasar
con esa cara
de querer llamar
No digas nada
no mires atrás
yo ya no bajo
si tú no sabes amar
La-la-la ventana
I don’t go back
La-la-la ventana
I don’t do that
(La ciudad sigue)
(pero yo no te sigo)
CREDITS
Performer: Alba Serrin
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Runnin (feat Tae)
Mark Martian
Verified Artist
Mark Martian
Mark Martian is one of the most elusive figures in the music world, and his mysterious persona has left many fans wondering—could he really be from Mars?
Known for using the alias Martian Mark during his collaborations, this enigmatic producer has somehow managed to evade the spotlight completely. No interviews, no photos, no videos—Mark is practically a ghost. Some say it’s part of his brand, while others speculate wildly. Who knows?
Maybe while Elon Musk dreams of building colonies on Mars, Mark’s already here, quietly making beats after hitching a ride from the Red Planet’s first neighborhood.
Despite the secrecy surrounding him, one thing’s clear: Mark’s music speaks volumes. His deep house tracks pulse with interstellar vibes, his pop productions are out-of-this-world catchy, and his funk grooves are, well, otherworldly.
Whether he’s blending cosmic synths with soulful beats or dropping funk-infused rhythms, his style keeps listeners hooked and guessing. You can hear his work across platforms, but his music truly shines on Filodyo, where you might catch the next great Martian anthem—if he doesn’t beam it up first.
Runnin (feat Tae)
Mark Martian
I could say I need you
But I know that you don't want me
No more
No more
You just like the people that I have been before
No more
No more
I could say I need you
But I know that you don't want me
No more
No more
You just like the people that I have been before
No more
No more
You got me runnin'
Runnin'
Runnin'
Runnin'
But I don't want it
Want it
Want it
Want it
But I'm still runnin'
Runnin'
Runnin'
Runnin'
But I don't want it
Want it
Want it
Want it
I could say I need you
But I know that you don't want me
No more
No more
You just like the people that I have been before
No more
No more
I could say I need you
But I know that you don't want me
No more
No more
You just like the people that I have been before
No more
No more
You got me runnin'
Runnin'
Runnin'
Runnin'
But I don't want it
Want it
Want it
Want it
But I'm still runnin'
Runnin'
Runnin'
Runnin'
But I don't want it
Want it
Want it
Want it
CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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Keep It Moving
False Memory Lane
Keep It Moving
False Memory Lane
Keep it keep it
Keep it moving
Step by step we don’t look back
Caught the rhythm let it track
Flick the switch hit the light
We're alive in the neon bite
Don’t stop feel that spark
Ready to ignite the dark
Heartbeat slows tension grows
Heartbeat
Heartbeat
Heartbeat
New night new skin
New rules we’re living in
Eyes closed we fly
No reason no why
Breathe it in count to ten
We're not going back again
We keep it moving
Never stuck always choosing
Through fire through noise
We make the loudest choice
Keep it…
Keep it…
CREDITS
Performer: False Memory Lane
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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The Sweetest Tornado
Blake Felton
Verified Artist
Blake Felton
Despite sounding like a comic book alter ego, Blake Felton is anything but fictitious. Sure, the moniker is a cheeky assent to his fervent admiration for Blake Shelton, but our guy Felton wears his alias with a tireless charm that’s just as compelling as his given name, Alex. Drawing inspiration and maybe even a little mischievous wit from his country idol, he weaves an intrinsic thread of twang into his unique sound, establishing an undeniable presence in the rootsy pop-rock arena.
Blake Felton stories often come with a touch of humor, just like his catchy, because-why-not song titles. Take, for example, his hit single "The Sweetest Tornado”. It's as if he baptizes every storm he crosses paths with in the sugariest syrup, then serenades it with an infectious melody until it becomes more pop-chart-whirlwind than natural disaster. But don't let that fool you; beneath his nimble storytelling and pun-laden lyrics, Blake showcases a robust, soulful voice that conveys a depth of emotion beyond the jovial exterior. Immensely captivating, a bit heartbreakingly sweet, and always full of unexpected fun - that's Blake Felton in a nutshell. He certainly isn't Blake Shelton, but in a twist of fate tinged with irony, he just might end up becoming more talked-about than his namesake.
The Sweetest Tornado
Blake Felton
She blows into town on a street bike
With her hair done up in cornrows
Gets off the gas like a hot dam
Wearing all pink head to toe
She steps into the bar like a cannonball
All the folks turn around like an old saw
She orders three shots
Honey on the rocks
And a Manhattan in her straw
She ain't here for long but she still shows
People come and go but she always knows
She ain't one for crowds and she never bows
But she still sold every row
Said a bad word one time in a nightclub
Said "Oops
That's too far"
Always says thank you to the bartender
Always says "Please
" "Oops
That's too far"
She steps into the bar like a cannonball
All the folks turn around like an old saw
She orders three shots
Honey on the rocks
And a Manhattan in her straw
She ain't here for long but she still shows
People come and go but she always knows
She ain't one for crowds and she never bows
But she still sold every row
The summer nights
They call her name
The winter months
They call in vain
When she's there
People can't complain
The streets are flooded from the rain
She ain't here for long but she still shows
People come and go but she always knows
She ain't one for crowds and she never bows
But she still sold every row
CREDITS
Performer: Blake Felton
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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City of Us (ft Kairo)
Zion Vale
Verified Artist
Zion Vale
Seismic, fresh, and ready to take the pop world by storm, Zion Vale is the windswept prodigy hailing from Manhattan's electric heartbeat. Illuminating the shadows of Indy Pop with a voice that sways between whispers and roars, Zion is the authentic, soul-penetrating force you didn’t know you were waiting for.
Kicking it back to their school days, Zion crossed paths with the musically gifted Kairo. What started as simple shared detention notes evolved into a collaborative crescendo—culminating in their standout track "City of Us". This song is Zion's self-proclaimed love letter to their city—a hopeful anthem designed to unite, inspire, and get stuck on repeat in your head.
Against a backdrop of sizzling city nights, Zion's brand of Pop - potent, playful, and undeniably infectious - has been getting Manhattan's less-grimy gutters humming. Imagine if Jupiter and Mars got together to jam: that's the level of celestial meeting of the minds we're talking about here, people.
With a charismatic blend of lyrical genius, Zion Vale is set to redefine what it means to be an independent artist. So keep one ear to the ground, because Zion is about to drop the beat that echoes the 'City of Us' and, trust us, you don't want to miss it.
City of Us (ft Kairo)
Zion Vale
Concrete and dreams underneath my feet
Grew up on these blocks where the cold and the warm meet
Didn't have much but I had this view
Rooftops and water towers skies painted blue
This city raised me made me who I am
Every subway line running through my veins
And I've been down I've been lost in these streets
But every time I fell this city caught me
(mm)
New York New York
I was made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that I own
I have loved I have lost
On these streets made of stone
But I always — always
Find my way home
Harlem nights had nothing but a name
Told myself either make it or make it no game
Penthouse dreams from a fire escape view
This city don't love you till you prove something true
I've seen men fold under all this weight
But New York only opens up for those who wait
And I've been cold sleeping on ambition
But this city turned my hunger into vision
(yeah)
New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
But we always — always
Find our way home
(ohhh yeah)
(home…)
They say the city never sleeps
(never sleeps)
But I've seen it quiet
At 4 AM when even the brave weep
(weep…)
And still — the lights stay on
(lights stay on)
And still — we carry on
(carry on…)
Because this city chose us
As much as we chose it
(mm)
Every broken dream here
Still has fire in it
(fire…)
(ohhhh)
New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
(own it)
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
(these streets)
But we always — always
(always)
Find our way
(find our way)
Home
(HOME)
(ohhhhh)
New York…
(mm)
You never let me go
(never…)
And I never wanted you to
(fade)
CREDITS
Performer: Zion Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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The Land of No Tomo...
Marco Bellini
Verified Artist
Marco Bellini
Meet Marco Bellini, the gleaming lone star of the independent dance scene, making you forget any sorrow with his upbeat tunes. Born and raised under the swaying palm trees of Naples, Italy, Bellini crafts sonic euphoria like no other.
Our man Bellini did not find his love in the stomping grounds of Naples’ electrifying night scene. Instead, the sun-soaked streets, vibrant markets, and the rhythmic cadence of the Mediterranean waves stirred something deep. This culminated in his irresistible brainchild—"The Land of No Tomorrow"—a track so hopelessly optimistic that it made the Billboard's 'Sad Songs' list for the sheer irony.
Marco, with his deft touch, keeps it simple—'Simple is the new sexy,' he once quipped, half-twirling his pencil-thin moustache. He convinces you there's always a dance party waiting around the corner, even in a world that often sounds like a broken record. His tunes are a sonic Piña Colada—sweet, refreshing, and leaving you high on life. As Marco himself proclaims, "a tempo that resonates with the heartbeat of joy, that's my journey's end."
The Land of No Tomorrow
Marco Bellini
There's a place where I can go
When I feel the world closing in
Take me to the Land of No Tomorrow
Where no one's ever been
I know I could stay here for the rest of my life
So take me to the Land of No Tomorrow
I'll go there tonight
And it feels like I'm falling
But you tell me I'm flying
I was feeling so low
Now you got me high
I know I could stay here for the rest of my life
So take me to the Land of No Tomorrow
I'll go there tonight
'Cause when I am with you
There's no sadness or sorrow
I could stay here for the rest of my life
So take me to the Land of No Tomorrow
I'll go there tonight
CREDITS
Performer: Marco Bellini
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com
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Bad Good Timing
Mirror Talk
Verified Artist
Mirror Talk
Emerging from the vibrant scene of New York City, Mirror Talk is a dynamic trio that blends infectious pop melodies with an unmistakable energy. Comprised of three talented individuals—Jalen, Marcus, and Theo—their creative chemistry shines through in every track they produce. With their latest release, "Bad Good Timing," they exemplify a sound that is both playful and reflective, inviting listeners to explore the dualities of life through catchy hooks and engaging lyrics.
The music of Mirror Talk encapsulates a wide array of themes that resonate deeply with their audience. Their songs often delve into the complexities of relationships and personal growth, capturing moments of joy and introspection alike. Each track builds on the last, creating a cohesive narrative that speaks to the experiences of young people navigating love and life. The trio's ability to infuse fun into serious topics makes their work relatable, ensuring that listeners can't help but dance while contemplating life’s ups and downs.
As they continue to evolve as artists, Mirror Talk is establishing itself as a formidable presence in the independent music landscape. Their collective commitment to authenticity and connection shines through not just in "Bad Good Timing," but also in their broader catalog. With each release, they promise more vibrant melodies and clever storytelling that keeps fans eagerly anticipating what comes next.
Bad Good Timing
Mirror Talk
Mm
Bad good timing
That’s what you are
You walk past me
With a half smile
Like you know trouble
Got a new style
I say nothing
You say my name
Now every old rule
Feels out of frame
You got rhythm
With no big move
I got questions
I can’t prove
One small look
One sharp turn
Now my whole chest
Has to learn
I was doing fine
I was staying clear
Then you came close
And changed my year
No big drama
No grand design
Just your hand
Almost touching mine
Bad good timing
Wrong right feeling
I don’t want it
But I need it
Bad good timing
Too real to hide
You got me dancing
On my good side
I say no
Then I lean closer
I act cool
Then it takes over
Bad good timing
Wrong right feeling
I don’t want it
But I need it
You don’t promise
You don’t pretend
You just make trouble
Feel like a friend
There’s a song playing
From a passing car
You move once
And I know where we are
Not too sweet
Not too serious
Something about you
Gets dangerous
I was careful
I was composed
Now my good sense
Leaves when you’re close
I was doing fine
I was staying clear
Then you came close
And changed my year
No big drama
No grand design
Just your hand
Almost touching mine
Bad good timing
Wrong right feeling
I don’t want it
But I need it
Bad good timing
Too real to hide
You got me dancing
On my good side
I say no
Then I lean closer
I act cool
Then it takes over
Bad good timing
Wrong right feeling
I don’t want it
But I need it
Maybe this is simple
Maybe this is not
Maybe I should leave
Maybe I forgot
How to keep distance
How to stay wise
How to tell my body
Not to take your side
You don’t have to save me
You don’t have to stay
Just don’t look at me
That particular way
[Final Chorus]
Bad good timing
Wrong right feeling
I don’t want it
But I need it
Bad good timing
Too real to hide
You got me dancing
On my good side
I say no
Then I lean closer
I act cool
Then it takes over
Bad good timing
Wrong right feeling
I don’t want it
But I need it
Bad good timing
Wrong right feeling
I don’t want it
But I need it
Mm
Bad good timing
That’s what you are
CREDITS
Performer: Mirror Talk
Written by: filodyo.
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