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Keep on Moving
Spark Lee

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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.
Track(s)
Keep on Moving 885 02:46
Hope in His Eyes (ft Ava Bennett) 496 02:43

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Unholy Race
Logan Vance

Verified Verified Artist

Logan Vance
Meet Logan Vance: the rock and roll laureate of our generation and an audaciously independent artist from, where else, but the sin city itself, Las Vegas. This guitar slinging, wordsmithing, intergalactic hero seems to have been born solely to make his own harmonic storms in the very desert that taught him the rock and roll parlance.

His tunes are like his town - rife with stories about right turns in the wrong places, the neon gleam of casino nights, and the recurrent theme of chasing after reckless dreams. Our heady hero doesn’t just play music, he lives it, injecting every chord with a potent mix of knowledge, regret, passion, and a punchy dash of Vegas glitter.

All of which has found a strangely harmonious home on his signature track, "Unholy Race," a raging electrified commentary on social struggle depicting life as a grand, if unholy, race! This isn’t just music, it’s a heart on a sleeve diary from a guy who got hip to life in the neon haze of a Vegas sunrise.

But don't be fooled by his 'city of sins' background — on stage and in the studio, it’s all about the music for Vance. He might climb the heights of hedonism, but he always does it with a guitar in his hand, eyes on the sky, and feet firmly rooted in the arid, undying love for his music. Enter the Vance-Verse: equal parts witty, gritty, and every bit as glitzy as a Vegas-strip marquee.
Track(s)
Unholy Race 907 01:52

Unholy Race

Logan Vance


I don't know what you want if you just complain a lot
Maybe all you want is all they got
They stealin' my voice like it's crack rocks
They try to slow me down just like I'm taking adderall
You ain't the one who took me to the top
Boom on the Zoom
Bop-bop-bop-bop
They out for my heart
Boy
Ha
Crop
Treat me like Patty Kane on a short shot
Pokemon
Pokemon
Pokemon
Gotta lay a lot
Gotta slay a lot

I'm runnin' a race that's unholy
They dump everything that they told me
Young winners
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Young victors
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Live it out in the middle of the world
Gotta lay a lot
Gotta slay a lot
Live it out in the middle of the world
Gotta lay a lot
Gotta slay a lot
I'm runnin' a race that's unholy
They dump everything that they told me
Young winners
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Slowly
Slowly

They out for my heart
Boy
Ha
Crop

I'm runnin' a race that's unholy
They dump everything that they told me
Young winners
We might die slowly
Good thing we takin' it slowly
Slowly
Slowly

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Out Of My Hands
Matt Calde

Out Of My Hands

Matt Calde


I saw your message at a quarter to three
Read it twice then I let it breathe
You said you’re happy you said you’re free
Funny how that still gets to me

I got new friends in the same old town
New white shirt when I’m going out
But every laugh has a little doubt
Like I’m only loud when you’re not around

I don’t wanna call it missing you
I don’t wanna make it true
But I still know what I’d say
If you walked back in today

It’s out of my hands
I try but I can’t
Stop my heart from running back to you

I make other plans
I dance I pretend
But nobody gets me like you used to do

So I smile like I’m good
Like I’m over the crash
Then I hear your name
And I’m right where I am

It’s out of my hands
Out of my hands
I try but I can’t

I changed the places where I spend my nights
Different faces under city lights
But there’s no magic in a glass of wine
When the one I want isn’t by my side

You got a way of staying in my head
Even when there’s nothing left unsaid
I’m moving forward at least I try
But the past got good at wasting time

I don’t wanna call it missing you
I don’t wanna make it true
But I still know what I’d say
If you walked back in today

It’s out of my hands
I try but I can’t
Stop my heart from running back to you

I make other plans
I dance I pretend
But nobody gets me like you used to do

So I smile like I’m good
Like I’m over the crash
Then I hear your name
And I’m right where I am

It’s out of my hands
Out of my hands
I try but I can’t

I don’t need forever
I just need one honest night
Tell me you still feel it
Even if we don’t get it right

It’s out of my hands
I try but I can’t
Stop my heart from running back to you

I make other plans
I dance I pretend
But nobody gets me like you used to do

So I smile like I’m good
Like I’m over the crash
Then I hear your name
And I’m right where I am

It’s out of my hands
Out of my hands
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CREDITS
Performer: Matt Calde
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Contando los Minuto...
Ricky Daz

Verified Verified Artist

Ricky Daz
Hailing from the sultry soundscape of Miami, Ricky Daz is the coastal city's keeper of infectious dance beats & lively tunes. With his most notable track "Contando los Minutos (feat Rome K)", Daz's feel-good grooves have placed him firmly on the indie dance radar.

Born and bred under the sweat-soaked dancehalls and neon nights of Miami, Ricky embodies the very essence of the city - hot, vibrant, and indulgent. His music isn't just made for glittering nights out, but also for cool mornings where last night's adrenaline still hums in your veins. The boy's got rhythm in his blood, and Miami's heart in his tracks.

With "Contando los Minutos", Ricky has combined relatable tale-telling with hard-hitting choreography, creating an irresistible dance floor pull. Using a radiant tonal palette, Daz evokes the pulsating rhythms of his city, blending soulful Latin beats with a punchy EDM undercurrent. Each beat hits like the Florida sun - vibrant and full of life.

Our man Daz isn't just an artist; he's a soundtrack to a city that never sleeps - always moving, always dancing, and forever happy. With every new release, he continues to develop a pulsating landscape of indulgent dance music, turning fleeting moments into timeless melodies. Ricky Daz, remember the name, because he's writing the rhythm of Miami, one beat at a time.

Contando los Minutos (feat Rome K)

Ricky Daz


(Rome K)

[Verso 1]
Te vi cruzar la pista (uh oh)
Y el tiempo se me fue sin prisa (oh yeah)
Tu sombra baila con mi risa
No sé tu nombre pero ya me hipnotiza

(Hey Rome!)
Cada paso que das es un reto
Tus caderas me lanzan un decreto
Esta noche no quiero secretos
Solo tú y yo sin pretextos

[Pre-Coro]
Estoy contando los minutos (uh oh)
Para verte mover tan bruto (oh oh yeah)
Dímelo ya sin susto
Que tú también lo sientes lo intuyo

[Coro]
Baila conmigo no esperes más
Tu cuerpo pide y yo quiero dar
El ritmo nos lleva sin preguntar
Contigo la noche va a explotar (boom boom)
Baila conmigo te quiero ya
Tus ojos dicen que esto va a estallar
(Yeah yeah… Hey Rome!)

[Puente – susurro + adlibs]
Y cuando llegue el momento (uh oh)
Quiero perderme en tu movimiento (slow slow)
No pares no pares — sigue el viento
Esta canción es nuestro argumento

[Verso 2]
Luces bajan tú subes el nivel
Lo tuyo es arte no lo ves
Eres el ritmo que yo soñé
(Oh yeah… Rome let’s go!)

Tus labios marcan el compás
Y yo no quiero mirar atrás
Si esto es un juego quiero más
Tú me enciendes como gas

[Coro – repeat]
Baila conmigo no esperes más
Tu cuerpo pide y yo quiero dar
El ritmo nos lleva sin preguntar
Contigo la noche va a explotar
Baila conmigo te quiero ya
Tus ojos dicen que esto va a estallar
(Oh yeah… Hey Rome! uh uh…)

CREDITS
Performer: Ricky Daz
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 798 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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Borrowed Cutlery
Asha Monroex

Verified Verified Artist

Asha Monroex
Asha Monroex, a New York native, is a self-made artist carving out her own niche in the world of Independent Pop. Best known for her hit single "New York, I Loved You," Monroex is as much a part of the city's fabric as its yellow taxis and insomniac lifestyle.

A craftswoman of melancholic melodies, Asha's artistry spirals on downbeat rhythms and swirls of synth-driven soundscapes that resonate with her heartfelt lyricism. She's the type of artist who pens her poignant prose amidst the organized chaos of her Lower East Side apartment, making her music feels as personal as being let in on a closely guarded secret.

Inherently prolific, Monroex is a master at evoking emotional responses with her emotionally charged tracks. She captures the long teary taxi rides home and 3 am heartbreak with a quiet grace and majesty that far surpasses her fellow indie pop peers. Her melodies come through not as songs, but as anthems for those who've experienced love and loss in the city that never sleeps.

Always genuine and undeniably relatable, Asha endears herself to her listeners by turning sorrow into swagger, one resonating note at a time. Her music isn't just a catalogue of songs; it's a journey through the ups and downs of life in the big city, wrapped up in a soulful pop package. And trust us, once you're on this ride, you're not going to want to get off.
Track(s)
Half of the Ledger 0 04:20
Borrowed Cutlery 829 04:22
New York, I Loved You 376 04:42

Borrowed Cutlery

Asha Monroex


You came in late
With a theory about forks and fate
I kept my coat
You said my silence needed one more note
Your drink went warm
While you described your personal reform
I changed my mind
Halfway through a sentence you redesigned

Too neat
You make good manners sound incomplete
Too sure
You diagnose the waiter and the furniture

Give me the crooked part
The bit that never learned to behave
Skip the polished start
I’d rather hear what you forgot to save
Don’t make it beautiful
Make it useful for a minute or two
Something disputable
Something that could only come from you

The bass moved first
You called it elegant then called it cursed
I missed the beat
You drew a diagram across the receipt
Your mouth said “fine”
Your eyebrows filed an appeal against mine
The plates were cleared
But somehow your complaint just reappeared

One step
Then a paragraph with nothing left
Two sips
And now we’re arguing about eclipse
No script
Just brass behaving badly at the hip

Give me the crooked part
The bit that never learned to behave
Skip the polished start
I’d rather hear what you forgot to save
Don’t make it beautiful
Make it useful for a minute or two
Something disputable
Something that could only come from you

You want a verdict
I brought a question with no proper ending
You want precision
I brought a rhythm that resents explaining

Call it defective
Call it a habit with excellent shoes

Call it selective
I call it knowing what not to refuse

Stay odd
Let all the tidy couples blame the odds
Stay sharp
Keep one good insult hidden after dark

Give me the crooked part
The one you never put on display
No ceremonial heart
No careful phrase rehearsed on the way

Keep it improbable
Keep it a little too clever to prove
Almost impossible
But still with enough nerve left to move

You took the spoon
I took the story
Fair enough
You looked less boring

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Save Me From You
Gravity as a Metaphor

Save Me From You

Gravity as a Metaphor



CREDITS
Performer: Gravity as a Metaphor
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Plastic Skies & Pap...
Romi Sage

Verified Verified Artist

Romi Sage
Romi Sage doesn't chase the spotlight — he teases it. With a smirk behind every lyric and a groove under every syllable, Romi walks the fine line between smooth and subversive. Born in Lisbon and raised between record shops and rooftop parties, he grew up idolizing the effortless cool of Prince, the rhythmic swagger of George Michael, and the punchy charm of early 2000s pop.

His voice slides — not in haste, but in style. It dances over slap basslines and syncopated guitar licks like it’s dodging commitment. Romi doesn’t just sing about love; he dissects it with irony, flirts with it, then leaves it on read. His stage presence is magnetic — not because he demands attention, but because he never asks for it.

Beneath the glam and glitter, though, there’s always a crack. That’s where Romi shines the most — in the clever melancholy, the playful ache, the smile that knows better. His performances are less about perfection, more about pulse.

Plastic Skies & Paper Towns isn’t a love song. It’s a stylish spiral — romantic delusion in disco heels. It's funk with a wink. And with Romi Sage at the mic, it’s impossible to ignore.
Track(s)
Plastic Skies & Paper Towns 722 03:26

Plastic Skies & Paper Towns

Romi Sage


Got a signal in my toaster
Dreams leaking from my shoes
City spins like a record
But I ain’t dancing to their news

Billboards flashing answers
To the questions I ain't asked
Everyone’s got mirrors
But no one sees past the mask

They sell the future in a box
With plastic trees and ticking clocks
But I want rhythm I want roots
Not just apps in leather boots

Under plastic skies in paper towns
We keep movin’ up but we’re fallin’ down
(Oh no no)
Truth’s on mute and the beat's too loud
Still I groove through this synthetic crowd

Yeah I'm slidin’ through your static minds
Moonwalkin' past the warning signs
(Whoa-oh)
If the world’s a trip—don’t need to land
I’ll funk my way won’t play your brand

I met a monk in a mirror maze
He said “Peace comes with purple haze”
I traded coins for inner sight
But they charged me tax on neon light

Don’t feed me fear in chrome disguise
Don’t sell me dreams with barcode eyes
I ain’t your data I ain’t your plan
I’m a barefoot soul in a traffic jam

Under plastic skies in paper towns
We keep movin’ fast just to circle 'round
(Hey hey!)
Truth’s gone rogue and the beat’s profound
Still I glide through your algorithm crown

Yeah I’m rollin’ in my analog mind
Flippin’ signals they left behind
(Whoa-oh)
If the world’s a glitch I’ll funk the code
Got cosmic shoes and no fixed road

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Never On The Line
Wrong Floor Cinema

Verified Verified Artist

Wrong Floor Cinema
Wrong Floor Cinema is a four-piece alternative rock band formed in 2025 by Orson Vell, Marlow Pin, Crispin Dayrate, and Niles Weatherby. The group came together through a series of badly organized rehearsal-room bookings, after repeatedly being assigned the same basement studio by mistake. They kept the name Wrong Floor Cinema because it matched their shared taste for overlooked places, awkward situations, and things that feel slightly out of sequence.

Their music blends sharp pop-punk guitars, dry spoken-sung vocals, clipped rhythms, melodic bass lines, and an offbeat sense of humor. Although their sound draws heavily from 1990s alternative rock, they avoid straightforward nostalgia, mixing that influence with modern production, restrained arrangements, and lyrics built around mundane frustrations, social discomfort, bad timing, and small personal disasters.

Orson handles vocals and rhythm guitar, Marlow plays lead guitar, Crispin plays bass, and Niles is on drums. Together, they have built a reputation for tightly controlled live performances that still feel unpredictable, balancing catchy melodies with deadpan delivery and a slightly detached stage presence. Wrong Floor Cinema sounds like a band that arrived late, entered through the wrong door, and decided to stay anyway.
Track(s)
Wake Up, Gary 2244 03:28
Never On The Line 352 02:48
The Man Who Sold the Rain 725 02:42

Never On The Line

Wrong Floor Cinema


I called your number
It learned my name
It said the same thing
Every day

You had a reason
Then you had two
Then you had nothing
Better to do

Ring ring
No sign
Good luck
Next time

You were never on the line
Never on the line
Always almost there
Never on the line

You were never on the line
Never on the line
I got tired of waiting
For a person made of signs

You sent a message
Without a dot
Said you were coming
Then you forgot

You had a system
You had a plan
You had a talent
For not being where I am

Ring ring
No sign
Good luck
Next time

You were never on the line
Never on the line
Always almost there
Never on the line

You were never on the line
Never on the line
I got tired of waiting
For a person made of signs

No big ending
No goodbye
Just your silence
Wearing a tie

You were never on the line
Never on the line
Always almost there
Never on the line

You were never on the line
Never on the line
I stopped calling
You stayed right on time

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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My Soul Is Healed
Sandra Johanson

Verified Verified Artist

Sandra Johanson
Brimming with techno energy and crispy beats, Sandra Johanson will make even the stiffest wallflower sway. She is not just your next-door DJ, but rather the queen of EDM who knows how to heal souls through rhythm.

With a backstory as intricate as her synth lines, Sandra hails from a tiny town in North Dakota, where cornfields outnumber dance clubs. Just when her life was about to be earmarked by an inevitable career in poultry farming, destiny gifted her an antique turntable. It's said that turkeys ran wild with delight in her mix of The Chicken Dance, and Sandra knew she had found her calling. Trading hens for headphones, she burst onto the underground scene with distinctive fresh sounds, uplifting energy, and a disquieting affinity for bird-themed track titles.

Over time, Sandra has built a loyal following with her spirited mixes. Her quintessential creation "My Soul Is Healed" masterfully marries muted basslines, playful rhythms, and ethereal vocals, delivering pure ecstasy to every dance floor it touches. A mash-up of disco, house and electronica elements, it sways, it soars, and it heals- just as the title promises.

Sandra Johanson is more than a name; she is your everyday superhero with a mixer, who graces the dance scene with joyous vibrance. Keeping it casual with a cap and oversized sweater, and a personality full of wit that shines brighter than any disco ball, Sandra highlights that happy beats don’t necessitate flashy clobbers and ostentatious attitudes. Just press play, let the groove take over, and feel your soul heal at the hands of this musical maestro.
Track(s)
My Soul Is Healed 441 03:13

My Soul Is Healed

Sandra Johanson



Lost within the aisles wandering astray
Enthralled by the shelves in a silent ballet
Each product beckons with a silent allure
In this retail haven I'm lost unsure

Aisle by aisle a world of wonder revealed
In the beauty of the shelves my soul is healed
Captivated by the offerings in every display
In this shopping symphony I dance and sway

Within the racks I find solace in each glance
In the simplicity of choice I take a chance
For amidst the chaos of the store's grand design
I discover serenity in every shelf's line

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Left Me Dancing
Velvet Tax

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Velvet Tax
Velvet Tax is a young female singer hailing from Poland, infusing her music with a vibrant sense of self and personal narrative. With her single "Left Me Dancing," she introduces listeners to her raw, emotive vocal style that draws from her life experiences and the complexities of modern relationships. Her approach to songwriting is deeply personal, often blending introspection with relatable themes, which resonates well with a diverse audience seeking authenticity in music.

Although her catalog currently features only "Left Me Dancing," Velvet Tax's artistry hints at a promising evolution. With the ability to weave intricate melodies and poignant lyrics, she creates a sonic landscape that reflects both melancholy and joy. This duality sets the stage for future projects that are likely to explore various moods and genres, showcasing her versatility as an artist. Each subsequent track is anticipated to build upon the foundation laid by this debut, further enriching her identity as a musician.

As Velvet continues to develop her sound and expand her repertoire, her potential for growth is evident. Whether through collaborations with fellow artists or exploring different musical styles, she is poised to make a significant mark within the independent music scene. With every new release, fans can expect her captivating storytelling and expressive vocals to flourish even more, inviting them along on her artistic journey.
Track(s)
Left Me Dancing 1181 04:28

Left Me Dancing

Velvet Tax


You left me crying
But I came back dancing
Mm
I came back dancing

You took the keys
But not the door
You took your coat
But not the storm

I kept the dress
You never liked
Put on my heels
And killed the lights

You thought I’d call
You thought I’d break
You thought my heart
Would learn your name

But I found myself
At half past two
In a crowded room
Not missing you

I let the mirror see me
With my makeup running
Then I wiped it clean
Like I saw you coming

You were the lesson
I was the flame
You left the woman
But she changed her name

You left me lonely
Left me hurting
Left me standing in the rain

Now I’m moving
Now I’m burning
Now I’m dancing through the pain

You don’t get to hold me
When I’m finally free
You don’t get the old me
She don’t answer for me

You left me crying
But I came back dancing
You left me dying
But I came back dancing

Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing
Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing

I saw your friends
They looked surprised
Like I should hide
Like I should cry

I smiled so sweet
They looked away
I guess revenge
Can wear a face

No angry texts
No midnight scene
No begging you
To come to me

I changed the song
I changed the room
I changed the girl
Who waited for you

I let the mirror see me
With my heart wide open
Then I sewed it up
With a little gold thread

You were the reason
I hit the ground
But I’m the reason
I’m rising now

You left me lonely
Left me hurting
Left me standing in the rain

Now I’m moving
Now I’m burning
Now I’m dancing through the pain

You don’t get to hold me
When I’m finally free
You don’t get the old me
She don’t answer for me

You left me crying
But I came back dancing
You left me dying
But I came back dancing

Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing
Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing

I was a house with the windows open
You were the match in a careless hand
I was the girl who kept forgiving
Now I’m the woman you can’t command

I don’t hate you
That’s too easy
I don’t need you
That’s the twist

I don’t want you
To come save me
I just want you
To see this

You left me lonely
Left me hurting
Left me standing in the rain

Now I’m moving
Now I’m burning
Now I’m dancing through the pain

You don’t get to hold me
When I’m finally free
You don’t get the old me
She don’t answer for me

You left me crying
But I came back dancing
You left me dying
But I came back dancing

You left me lonely
But I came back shining
You left me broken
But I came back diamond

You left me crying
But I came back dancing

Da-da-da-dancing
I came back dancing

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

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