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Single Kiss
The Syrphids
Verified Artist
The Syrphids
The Syrphids’ journey began in the vibrant streets of Birmingham, where their distinct sound emerged from a collision of personal influences and bold experimentation.
Each member brings a unique flavor to the band's overall dynamic—blending raw, emotive vocals with intricate guitar riffs, rhythmic basslines, and atmospheric synth layers. Their music strikes a balance between the unpredictability of alternative rock and the infectious melodies of indie pop, creating an eclectic sound that is both challenging and accessible.
What sets The Syrphids apart is their ability to navigate complex emotional themes, delivering lyrics that resonate deeply while still maintaining an undeniably catchy, crowd-pleasing vibe.
Their live performances are a spectacle of energy and emotion, where their chemistry as a band shines brightest. The Syrphids have a knack for turning intimate venues into electrifying spaces, with each song building on the momentum of the last.
Their setlists are carefully curated to take listeners on a journey—whether it's through soulful ballads that tug at heartstrings or high-octane anthems that ignite the crowd. This ability to command the stage has earned them a growing fanbase, not just in Birmingham but across the UK, with audiences captivated by their authenticity and musical craftsmanship.
As The Syrphids look toward the future, their ambitions are clear: to continue evolving their sound while staying true to the experimental roots that first brought them together. With several EPs already under their belt and plans for a full-length album on the horizon, the band is poised to break through to even broader audiences.
Their commitment to innovation, coupled with their undeniable talent, ensures that The Syrphids will continue to be a force in the indie music scene, challenging conventions and capturing the hearts of listeners around the world.
Single Kiss
The Syrphids
You left the compass where we buried the sky
In the place with the three old trees remember why?
The colors in the rain but not on our shoes
You said we'd never speak but here’s a clue
When the wind blew south did you see the lights?
I hid the words between those sleepless nights
But I can’t let the earth spin when you’re near
So I’ll swallow the words you’ll never hear
Oh the sun never set in that room
I’ll write it in stars but not too soon
We both know what the shadows mean
The clock’s hands froze when you entered the scene
But I’ll never tell you I’ll never let it show
In the silence we speak what no one knows
We folded the page left the message in dust
The book we found the one we trust
You gave me that look under the seventh moon
But how can I speak when the world’s in tune?
When the wind blew south did you see the lights?
I hid the words between those sleepless nights
But I can’t let the earth spin when you’re near
So I’ll swallow the words you’ll never hear
Oh the sun never set in that room
I’ll write it in stars but not too soon
We both know what the shadows mean
The clock’s hands froze when you entered the scene
But I’ll never tell you I’ll never let it show
In the silence we speak what no one knows
And every time you blink the world stands still
I’ll say it without words you know I will
Behind the moments we pretend to miss
I hide the storm inside a single kiss
Oh the sun never set in that room
I’ll write it in stars but not too soon
We both know what the shadows mean
The clock’s hands froze when you entered the scene
But I’ll never tell you I’ll never let it show
In the silence we speak what no one knows
In that place under skies we drew
Only we understand only me and you
CREDITS
Performer: The Syrphids
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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HOT TRACK
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
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Senza Confini
Matteo Ricciardi
Verified Artist
Matteo Ricciardi
Matteo Ricciardi, hailing from the vibrant streets of Rome, navigates the complexities of romance through his poignant pop melodies. With a modest setup in his bedroom, equipped with borrowed gear and partitioned by thin walls, he transformed a neighbor's complaint into a catalyst for his sound. This shift allowed him to explore quieter but deeply resonant arrangements that give life to his lyrics. His debut single, "Senza Confini," captures the essence of longing and introspection, reflecting on dreams lost amid the commotion of daily life.
With a style that balances vulnerability and sophistication, Matteo's catalog showcases an emerging artist still finding his voice. Each track builds upon a narrative that speaks to personal experiences shared in intimate settings, allowing listeners to feel an authentic connection. As he works tirelessly to balance music with another job in Los Angeles, the passion behind songs like "Senza Confini" resonates with those who seek solace in romance's fleeting moments. With only a couple of releases under his belt, Matteo remains on the cusp of something significant as he continues to refine his artistry and prove himself in the ever-evolving music landscape.
Senza Confini
Matteo Ricciardi
Cammino piano tra la gente
un sogno perso nella mente
Le strade sanno il mio segreto
ma il tempo corre io resto indietro
Ho cercato il sole tra le mani
ma scivola via come gli anni
Senza confini senza paura
la vita è solo un’avventura
Dentro un respiro trovo il mio cielo
e non mi fermo volo leggero
Parole spente sulla bocca
promesse vive ma mai toccate
Ogni ricordo è una ferita
che canta ancora la mia vita
Ho visto il mare nei tuoi occhi
e mi ha portato fino a ieri
Senza confini senza paura
la vita è solo un’avventura
Dentro un respiro trovo il mio cielo
e non mi fermo volo leggero
E quando tutto sembra finire
ascolto il cuore e torno a sentire
Senza confini nel vento andrò
il mondo è piccolo se ci sei tu
Dentro un respiro trovo il mio cielo
e non mi fermo volo davvero
CREDITS
Performer: Matteo Ricciardi
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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City Pulse
Noon After Seoyeon
City Pulse
Noon After Seoyeon
[Intro]
City pulse
Turn it up
시동 걸어
We don’t stop
Late ride clean mood
Windows down smooth groove
No big talk just move
Tonight we choose the view
도로 위에 번진 빛
우리만의 작은 scene
신호가 바뀌면 go
심장은 faster low
천천히 올라가는 speed
But we keep it clean
너와 나의 timing
딱 맞아 like a dream
숨이 조금 뜨거워져
Bass가 몸을 밀어
말은 짧게 눈은 길게
이 밤을 더 열어
City pulse city pulse
속도를 올려 feel the rush
City pulse city pulse
오늘 밤은 all for us
Left right slide
차갑게 빛나는 drive
City pulse city pulse
We ride we ride we ride
City pulse city pulse
기분은 높게 volume up
City pulse city pulse
멈추기엔 너무 young
Turn switch fly
기억에 남을 tonight
City pulse city pulse
We ride we ride we ride
Black jacket soft bass
Good vibe no waste
I see the city on your face
Every second finds its place
핸들 위에 얹은 손
리듬 따라 가는 선
바람이 지나가면
웃음이 먼저 터져
[Rap]
Okay shift it
밤의 온도 lift it
Too smooth don’t miss it
우리 둘만 fit it
속도는 올라가도
머리는 차갑게 둬
Fun mode control
우린 선을 알고 go
Turn left turn right
작은 길도 feels nice
No noise just style
웃어 봐 one more mile
천천히 올라가는 speed
But we keep it clean
너와 나의 timing
딱 맞아 like a dream
숨이 조금 뜨거워져
Bass가 몸을 밀어
말은 짧게 눈은 길게
이 밤을 더 열어
City pulse city pulse
속도를 올려 feel the rush
City pulse city pulse
오늘 밤은 all for us
Left right slide
차갑게 빛나는 drive
City pulse city pulse
We ride we ride we ride
City pulse city pulse
기분은 높게 volume up
City pulse city pulse
멈추기엔 너무 young
Turn switch fly
기억에 남을 tonight
City pulse city pulse
We ride we ride we ride
잠깐만 속도를 낮춰
이 순간을 더 봐줘
급하지 않아도 돼
우린 이미 충분해
If you laugh I know
If I smile you know
다음 길이 열리면
다시 올라가 let’s go
[Final Chorus]
City pulse city pulse
속도를 올려 feel the rush
City pulse city pulse
오늘 밤은 all for us
Left right slide
차갑게 빛나는 drive
City pulse city pulse
We ride we ride we ride
City pulse city pulse
기분은 높게 volume up
City pulse city pulse
멈추기엔 너무 young
Turn switch fly
기억에 남을 tonight
City pulse city pulse
We ride we ride we ride
시동은 켜져
기분은 더 커져
City pulse
We ride we ride
CREDITS
Performer: Noon After Seoyeon
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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HOT TRACK
Il Punto Piu Vivo
Milo Sartini
Verified Artist
Milo Sartini
Milo Sartini grew up near Italy’s Adriatic coast in a family where meals regularly became debates and kitchen utensils often became percussion instruments. That lively upbringing shaped an artist drawn to movement, language and the small absurdities of everyday life. His music combines quick-witted Italian storytelling with muscular funk bass, Mediterranean percussion and contemporary pop production.
Sartini studied cultural anthropology at the University of Bologna, focusing on music, public space and the rituals that bring strangers together. He later trained in contemporary composition, arrangement and studio production at a private music institute in Milan. His academic background still informs his work: every rhythm has a social purpose, every instrument enters for a reason, and humour is treated as seriously as melody.
His debut single, “Il Punto Più Vivo,” introduces Sartini as a singer, producer and observant narrator with an instinct for turning ordinary scenes into kinetic music. His delivery moves naturally between singing and rhythmic speech, supported by precise percussion, brass accents and tightly controlled electronic production. Intelligent without becoming academic and playful without becoming novelty, Milo Sartini makes pop music that notices how people actually live.
Il Punto Piu Vivo
Milo Sartini
Uno viene dal porto
Uno scende dal tram
Una ride da sola
Uno non sa dove va
Ma il tamburo li chiama
Senza chiedere chi sei
Questa sera la strada
Ha più nomi di noi
C’è chi arriva con tre parole
Chi ne porta tremila
Chi cucina sopra un balcone
Chi ripara una bicicletta
C’è una radio dietro una porta
Che trasmette da chissà dove
Una nonna detta la danza
A una banda di ventenni
Il tassista perde il turno
Per seguire quel contrabbasso
Un bambino batte il tempo
Con due cucchiai sopra un piatto
Nessun palco nessun padrone
Nessun posto riservato
Quando il ritmo prende la piazza
Ogni nome viene chiamato
Vieni qua
Non serve sapere perché
Vieni qua
Porta soltanto quello che c’è
Questo è il punto più vivo
Dove tutto fa tum tum
Dove il nord incontra il sud
E nessuno resta più
Questo è il punto più vivo
Mani in alto giù di nuovo
Se la terra gira ancora
Questa notte gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Ogni lingua cambia il suono
Ma il battito dice: noi
Una cuoca lascia il grembiule
Per un passo mezzo sbagliato
Un avvocato molto serio
Fa qualcosa mai studiato
Due turisti senza mappa
Hanno perso la prudenza
Una coppia che litigava
Ora balla la stessa frase
C’è chi viene per curiosare
Chi domani deve partire
Chi ha promesso “solo un minuto”
Ed è ancora qui alle tre
Non importa da quale tavolo
Da quale treno o quartiere
Siamo pezzi senza istruzioni
Che funzionano tutti insieme
Vieni qua
Non devi assomigliare a me
Vieni qua
Porta il tuo modo di stare in piedi
Questo è il punto più vivo
Dove tutto fa tum tum
Dove il nord incontra il sud
E nessuno resta più
Questo è il punto più vivo
Mani in alto giù di nuovo
Se la terra gira ancora
Questa notte gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Ogni lingua cambia il suono
Ma il battito dice: noi
Dimmi come batti il tempo
Con il palmo o con il mento
Con le scarpe sul cemento
Con un fiato preso al volo
Uno due — non basta ancora
Tre quattro — viene l’aurora
Cinque sei — cambia la storia
Sette miliardi nella stessa gola
Io dico: vicino
Tutti: più vicino
Io dico: più forte
Tutti: fino al mattino
Io dico: chi siamo?
Tutti: quelli che arrivano
Io dico: dove siamo?
Tutti: dove le cose cominciano
Questo è il punto più vivo
Dove tutto fa tum tum
Dove il nord incontra il sud
E nessuno resta più
Questo è il punto più vivo
Ogni passo trova il modo
Se la terra gira ancora
Questa notte gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Tum tum gira con noi
Non c’è un centro sulla carta
Il centro siamo noi
Uno torna verso il porto
Uno aspetta ancora il tram
La mattina prende nota
Di chi non si fermerà
Tum tum
Il centro siamo noi
Tum tum
Il centro siamo noi
CREDITS
Performer: Milo Sartini
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Just Align
Alia Sorelle
CREDITS
Performer: Alia Sorelle
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Unholy Race
Logan Vance
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.
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
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Middle Of Nowhere
He Forgot the Code
Middle Of Nowhere
He Forgot the Code
CREDITS
Performer: He Forgot the Code
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Glory
Azure Dreamer
Verified Artist
Azure Dreamer
Ready for a riveting journey in the ethereal world of tune? Strap in and meet Azure Dreamer, the dance music duo from Holland that's churning out happy vibes faster than a Dutch windmill spins. They're the synergetic alchemists, transforming varied vocals into The Netherland's answer to dance enlightenment – all from their glorified garden shed, probably.
Talented beyond their years and quirky as a crate of tulips, these wunderkinder are the auditory architects behind the infectious hit "Glory". Churning out tracks that can turn a downpour into a disco, they've cornered the market on happiness, without a Prozac in sight.
Signed with Filodyo, you might not know their faces but you'll sure as hell recognize their sound; composing mood-lifting audio wizardry for stores, their earworms are for the everyman and loved by every woman. They're not just raising the bar, they're doing the friggin' conga around it.
For Azure Dreamer; life ain't all sunshine and rainbows, it's twister dials and untamed vocals. They're keeping the Dutch dance scene alive and well, one synth at a time. So, if you're in need of a happiness hit, skip the stroopwafels and plug into Azure Dreamer. We bet you'll be grinning from ear-to-ear before the first chorus drops.
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Glory
Azure Dreamer
In the embrace of the music we're swept away
Every beat a promise of a brighter day
With every move we write our own story
In this dance we find our glory
CREDITS
Performer: Azure Dreamer
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.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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