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Damn, I wish I were...
Melly Rich

Verified Verified Artist

Melly Rich
Melly Rich, born to a Lebanese family in Amsterdam, grew up surrounded by two worlds: the culinary brilliance of her father, Chef Khaled Rich, and the rich cultural heritage of the Middle East. Her father is the head chef of La Maison des Délices, one of France’s most prestigious Michelin-starred restaurants, known for its fusion of French and Middle Eastern flavors. Despite her father's fame in the culinary world, Melly's passion led her down a different path.

Though her family assumed she would follow in her father’s footsteps, Melly was captivated by music from a young age. With her father’s full support, she began singing, though her formal education took her into the world of architecture at the University of Amsterdam.

Balancing her studies with her love for music, Melly began to develop a unique sound, blending her Middle Eastern roots with the vibrant energy of Western pop. Her breakthrough single, "Damn, I Wish I Were in Istanbul", captures this fusion perfectly. The song carries hints of oud and traditional Arabic rhythms, interwoven with modern pop beats, creating a bridge between two worlds. It’s not just a catchy tune—it’s a love letter to her cultural identity, filled with nostalgia for the warmth and chaos of the Middle East, while reflecting her cosmopolitan life in Europe.

The song quickly gained attention, especially for its atmospheric vibes that pull listeners into a dreamlike vision of Istanbul, with its bustling bazaars and shimmering Bosphorus views.

Melly's ability to infuse her music with Middle Eastern influences sets her apart in the global music scene, and though she’s still juggling her architectural studies, there’s no doubt that music is where her heart truly lies. With the world now watching, Melly Rich is on her way to becoming an international sensation, blending cultures and genres like her father blends flavors at his famous restaurant.
Track(s)
Another Shot 494 02:22
Damn, I wish I were in Istanbul 1029 02:46

Damn, I wish I were in Istanbul

Melly Rich


"Ah the stories I've heard the sights I dream about"
"Damn I wish I were in Istanbul"

Streets alive with tales untold whispers in the air
Bridges spanning ages old across the Bosphorus
Markets hum with vibrant hues scents that fill the soul
Dreams of Istanbul at dusk a city full of life

Golden sunsets glow
Memories yet to know

Damn I wish I were in Istanbul
Walking down those ancient roads
Damn I wish I were in Istanbul
Where the past and present flow

Minarets that pierce the sky calls to prayer at dawn
Boats that drift on gentle waves stories they have drawn
Lanterns light the evening streets casting shadows long
Istanbul a living dream where my heart belongs

Songs of old resound
In that mystic ground

Damn I wish I were in Istanbul
Living dreams that never fade

Golden sunsets glow
Memories yet to know

Damn I wish I were in Istanbul
Walking down those ancient roads
Damn I wish I were in Istanbul
Where the past and present flow

Damn I wish I were in Istanbul
Living dreams that never fade

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Beneath My Skin
Alex Mercer

Verified Verified Artist

Alex Mercer
Alex Mercer isn't your run-of-the-mill, packaged, and primped pop star. He's that rare breed of true artist who moonlights as a philosopher in his spare time, equally quick to pick up an instrument as he is to spit-balling think pieces on existential woes. Born and bred in Ireland, Mercer’s music roots twist and twine through the romantic, rain-kissed streets of Dublin, soaking up influences from local legends like The Cranberries and U2. Imagine Bono and Dolores O'Riordan had a philosophical, multi-instrumentalist baby - that's our boy Alex for you.

Having been raised in a house where melodies danced intoxicated on Guinness, Mercer knows his way around an instrument or five. The man can coax sounds out of them that'll tear at your heartstrings and heal them in the same beat. His musical passion is only rivaled by his love for philosophy. One of his most famous songs "Beneath My Skin" is a perfect testament to this. It burrows deep into your psyche, tickles your existential dread, and leaves you in an introspective haze long after the last note fades. Mercer's music isn't just about foot-tapping tunes; it endeavors to pull out the guts of human experience, wrap it in a beautifully complex symphony and serve it back to you. Yummy, isn't it? We think so too.
Track(s)
Beneath My Skin 1037 03:13

Beneath My Skin

Alex Mercer


Glass towers hum in fading blue
Faint reflections split in two
Footsteps curve through liquid air
Tracing paths to nowhere

Weightless currents pull me near
Time dissolves yet stays so clear

Wires hum beneath my skin
Friction sparks we burn within
Rushing forward shedding past
Now’s the only thing that lasts

Torn-out pages words erased
Stories shift but won’t replace
Drifting through a silent storm
Shaping what was never formed

Weightless currents pull me near
Time dissolves yet stays so clear

Wires hum beneath my skin
Friction sparks we burn within
Rushing forward shedding past
Now’s the only thing that lasts

No rewind no fading lines
Only fire left to find

Wires hum beneath my skin
Friction sparks we burn within
Rushing forward shedding past
Now’s the only thing that lasts

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Keep It Slow
Nessa Valea

Verified Verified Artist

Nessa Valea
Nessa Valea emerges from a rich tapestry of musical heritage, where her family’s tradition of playing together was a natural rhythm rather than an ambition. Growing up surrounded by melodies in a cozy Amsterdam home, she cultivated a love for music that felt more like breathing than performing. After years of sharing the spotlight, Nessa took a poignant step back, choosing solitude to rediscover her voice and craft her narrative. This leap marked the transition that allowed her lyrical essence to crystallize, making her stories both intimate and relatable.

With her return marked by the single “Keep It Slow,” Nessa’s catalog promises a blend of dance-infused pop that captures the heart's longing for connection. Her songs resonate with dreamy and inspirational undertones, exploring themes of movement and presence in relationships. Each track encapsulates a moment of emotional clarity, inviting listeners into a space where they can reflect on their lives as they dance through them. As Nessa continues to evolve her artistry, her music remains a beacon for those seeking to embrace the rhythm of life while finding joy in its simplicity.
Track(s)
Keep It Slow 1076 04:04

Keep It Slow

Nessa Valea


Night moves easy…
I move with it…

I follow the rhythm you leave in the air
Step after step I meet you somewhere
Nothing too heavy nothing to prove
Just the simple feeling of letting things move

Close enough to sense your tone
Far enough to stay unknown

Stay in the motion keep it slow
Let every heartbeat set the flow
I don’t need reason I don’t need time
Just you and the rhythm in one line
Stay in the motion keep it slow
Don’t pull away just let it go

You don’t say much and neither do I
Words fall quiet when the pulses align
Heat in the moment calm in the sound
Two bodies drifting never breaking ground

Close enough to sense your tone
Far enough to stay unknown

Stay in the motion keep it slow
Let every heartbeat set the flow
I don’t need reason I don’t need time
Just you and the rhythm in one line
Stay in the motion keep it slow
Don’t pull away just let it go

Soft steps…
Deep breath…
One touch…
No stress…

Stay in the motion keep it slow
Let every heartbeat set the flow
If you’re beside me let it show
Stay in the motion—
We both know

Night moves easy…
We move with it…

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Almost Whole
Paper Ashes

Almost Whole

Paper Ashes


I stopped counting the days
Some things don’t fade they just shift
I rearranged my pain
Until it looked like a gift

I don’t need to forget
That’s not how healing works
I let the echo ring
Then walked through what it hurts

You won’t hear me scream
But you might feel the weight I lost
I gave myself permission
To grieve and then defrost

Each step I take is mine
Not borrowed from the past
I move through the ruins
Building slow building fast

Almost whole
Almost clear
Breathing now
Without fear

Almost whole
Almost new
It’s not perfect
But it’s true

“Almost whole

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Tell Me
Mark Martian

Verified 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.
Track(s)
Run With the Fire 808 02:49
Algo Rhthym 1060 05:32
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 983 02:34
Runnin (feat Tae) 729 02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen) 554 02:52
Tell Me 1043 03:16
Memories 1016 05:12
Lonely Hearts 908 03:02
Be Yourself 496 02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day) 710 02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield 853 02:54

Tell Me

Mark Martian


Dust on the floor where we used to stand
Promises slipped right out of our hands
The radio hums a song we knew
But the melody feels like it's lost its truth

Worn-out pages stories told
Fingers trace what we can’t hold
There’s a silence loud and clear
A reflection of what we fear

Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs

Faded pictures stacked on the shelf
We became strangers to ourselves
Every question leads to a wall
Every moment feels so small

Worn-out pages stories told
Fingers trace what we can’t hold
There’s a silence loud and clear
A reflection of what we fear

Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs

Maybe we’re just scared to leave
Hiding truth we won’t believe
Every tear a bitter cost
Falling in love but feeling lost

It’s the weight of what we don’t say
Holds us back but makes us stay
Still we wonder still we try
To keep the flame to touch the sky

Tell me is it love or is it a fight?
Do we stay or fade into the night?
We’re caught in a space between the lines
Looking for answers crossing the signs

Dust settles slow but we remain
Two hearts beating through the same refrain
If we let go will we know why?
Or stay tangled in the reasons we can’t deny

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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Back to Me
Her Name Was Frequency

Back to Me

Her Name Was Frequency


First step in
No need to rush
Heartbeat syncs
With every hush

I forgot how the sky looked at noon
How my name feels in an empty room
I gave my light to borrowed hands
Now I’m done with second plans

No more echo
No delay
I found my voice
It wants to stay

I came back to me
Like sun through a cloud
Not asking for space
Just dancing out loud
No more halfway
No more maybe
I came back to me
And I’m not leaving lately

Mirror smiles without the doubt
I learned how to move without burning out
No more waiting to feel free
I don’t need permission to be

No more shadows
I don't bend
This is where
I start again

I came back to me
Like sun through a cloud
Not asking for space
Just dancing out loud
No more halfway
No more maybe
I came back to me
And I’m not leaving lately

I was never gone
Just out of range
But now I’m tuned
To my own change

I came back to me
Where I always begin
This time I stay
This time I win
No more waiting
No more maybe
I came back to me
And I’m not leaving lately

CREDITS
Performer: Her Name Was Frequency
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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La Ventana
Alba Serrin

Verified 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.
Track(s)
La Ventana 4813 02:45

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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All for One Y.
Ayvenn

Verified Verified Artist

Ayvenn
Ayvenn was born and raised in Clearwater Heights, a quiet hillside town in Georgia where music wasn’t just background noise — it was how people coped, celebrated, and remembered. From Sunday gospel choirs to late-night Latin radio, the sounds around him shaped a boy who rarely spoke, but always listened. In silence, he learned to interpret the world. And when he began writing lyrics, it wasn’t about performance — it was about decoding feelings he couldn’t name.

Fusing Pop and R&B with understated Latin textures, Ayvenn crafts music that feels more like film than formula. His voice is warm, restrained, and precise — a narrator of emotional undercurrents rather than explosions. Each track unfolds slowly, deliberately, like memories coming into focus. There’s clarity in his subtlety, weight in his pauses.

His breakout song, “All for One Y.” was born from an unexpected connection. Hakan E — the mind behind Filodyo, known for his instinct in spotting rare talent — reached out after hearing early demos from Ayvenn. He sent a short message and a concept: “This isn’t a love song. It’s a math problem.” That idea resonated deeply. To Ayvenn, the X’s weren’t just variables — they were past mistakes, unanswered questions, the people he couldn’t quite hold onto. And the “Y”? The reason he kept trying.

Ayvenn recorded the song in a single late-night session, layering vocals with surgical attention, pulling tension from silence, and shaping each detail until it echoed with something intimate and real. To Solve for Y isn’t just a debut — it’s an internal dialogue turned outward, crafted for anyone who’s ever tried to explain a feeling they didn’t fully understand.

Now, Ayvenn is building a sound that’s emotionally meticulous, sonically immersive, and unmistakably his own. Every track is a quiet revelation. Every heartbreak, every wrong turn — part of the formula. And somewhere, at the end of it, is the answer. Always her.
Track(s)
Bad At Fractions 2890 03:41
All for One Y. 924 04:18

All for One Y.

Ayvenn


Uuuh
Aaaa
I had the chalk I had the board
Thought I knew what I was fighting for

I mapped it out like a perfect line
Variables dancing in my mind
Tried to graph where you might be
But love don’t fit no geometry

Slopes and curves they lied to me
No formula for what you see
You’re that value off the grid
And I solved what no one ever did

Every X I tried to crack
Led me closer no way back
Thought I had it all misread
But you were waiting up ahead

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To get one inch closer to Y (uh-huh)
I carried numbers like they were names
Till the moment you met my eye (ooooh)
It’s a mess of signs and endless tries
But now your logic redefines (yeaaah)
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to solve for a single Y

(Uuh uuh — that single Y)
(Aaah all those Xs I tried)

Circle back erase the trace
You’re the answer that now holds its place
I tried dividing all the pain
But you were constant in the rain

Was it sine or just a sign?
You curved in at the perfect time
I drew a heart inside the square
And this time you were really there

I factored in the nights alone
Calculated love unknown
But this equation found its truth
When all the numbers pointed to you

I reduced and simplified
You multiplied what’s deep inside
Left the questions in the dust
Now the formula is us

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To find the one and only Y (yeah yeah)
I carried numbers like they were names
But you gave meaning to the why (no no)
It’s a mess of signs and endless tries
Now it all aligns no need to lie (uh-huh)
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to solve for a single Y

(Uuh that final Y)
(Aaaah no more Xs I…)

Maybe you were undefined
In the limits of my mind
An asymptote I chased in vain
Till you stood right in the frame

You don’t know how many Xs I had to break
To stand here holding onto Y
I carried numbers like they were weights
But now the answer meets the sky
The signs were loud the tries were wild
But now I see the reason why
You don’t know how many Xs I had to face
Just to know that Y was you

(Uuh you’re my Y)
(Aaaah it’s always been you)

So I drop the pen the work is done
You were the proof the only one
No more math no more try
You’re my answer — you’re my Y

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Transmission Null
Qore and Vynn

Transmission Null

Qore and Vynn



CREDITS
Performer: Qore and Vynn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

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Rhythm of Us
45th Tier

Verified Verified Artist

45th Tier
45th Tier is the collaboration of London-born vocalist and songwriter Darius Cole and Rotterdam-based producer Malachi Venn. The two first met during an after-hours session in a basement studio above a closed furniture warehouse, where an unfinished Rhodes progression and a distorted bass loop kept playing long after everyone else had left. What began as a single improvised recording slowly developed into a shared language built around restraint, physical rhythm and the fragile moments when a club track feels close to falling apart.

Cole’s low, unpolished vocal delivery gives the duo its human center, while Venn shapes the surrounding space with detuned synthesizers, chopped organ phrases, live percussion and heavily worn tape processing. Rather than chasing clean electronic production, 45th Tier deliberately leaves small imperfections in their recordings: uneven conga hits, overloaded spring reverbs, breaths between lines and drum fills that briefly pull against the grid. Their music sits somewhere between deep house, broken soul and the intimate final hour of an underground dance floor.

Their debut single, “Rhythm of Us,” is built around a relationship that can no longer be explained through conversation but still survives through movement. A restless bassline, loose percussion and submerged guitar fragments circle Cole’s voice as the track repeatedly approaches collapse without ever fully breaking. The song introduces 45th Tier as a duo less interested in perfection than tension: two distinct musicians meeting inside the same pulse, holding it together for as long as they can.
Track(s)
Rhythm of Us 1028 04:23

Rhythm of Us

45th Tier


Looking at the night see the colors blend
Every beat we chase it's a brand new trend
We move together hearts in sync
No need to worry let the music drink

Let’s lose ourselves feel the sound rise
Underneath the stars we’ll never disguise
Every signal of the bass pulling us near
In this moment there's nothing to fear

WE MOVE we fly with every touch we ignite
Dancing close like fire burning bright
This rhythm of us aftertone through the night
With every heartbeat we’re feeling so right

Lost in the magic in this joyful space
Every glance we share it’s a warm hold
We’ll keep on dancing don’t let it fade
Glow of now memories are made

Take a step closer let the world fade
Every moment cherished never afraid
We’ll paint the night with our laughter and light
Together we soar a beautiful flight

WE MOVE we fly with every touch we ignite
Dancing close like fire burning bright
This rhythm of us aftertone through the night
With every heartbeat we’re feeling so right

CREDITS
Performer: 45th Tier
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Margin of Error
Susan Hall

Verified Verified Artist

Susan Hall
Susan Hall emerges from the vibrant backdrop of New York City, where late-night writing sessions fuel her introspective explorations into the human experience. Infusing elements of Lo-Fi, Pop, and Trip-Hop, Susan crafts soundscapes that oscillate between playful and melancholic. Her track "Margin of Error" encapsulates this duality, featuring smoky vocals layered over a pulsating sub-bass and ethereal Fender Rhodes chords. With a penchant for the poetic, her lyrics explore themes of longing and uncertainty, often wrapped in an enigmatic embrace that resonates deeply with listeners.

The sonic threads within her catalog weave together a compelling narrative, each track a reflection of her artistic identity marked by subtle contrasts. From the dark trip-hop influences that shape her beats to the epic yet intimate moods she conjures, Susan's music reveals a world where vulnerability meets resilience. With tracks like "Margin of Error," she invites audiences to navigate through the shadows of love and loss while offering an unexpected playfulness that lingers long after the last note fades.
Track(s)
Margin of Error 1098 04:57

Margin of Error

Susan Hall


You filed my name under maybe
Kept one hand near delete

Your sentences came pre-approved
Every promise wore a barcode
I read the terms across your face
A firm refusal dressed as grace

You kept my number off the page
Then called it love at your own rate
I learned the cost of being near
A private charge renewed each year

Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss

Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total

Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased

You wore affection like a pass
Valid until somebody asked
My place was marked with pencil lead
Easy to alter hard to read

You built a room from access codes
The door unlocked when you chose
I left the key beside your name
No final speech no claim to blame

Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss

Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total

Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased

I was never hard to measure
You preferred uncertain scales
A person turned to useful data
A pulse reduced to monthly sales

Now every digit has an owner
Every loss can state its cause
You can keep your perfect record
I have left your private laws

Call me your margin of error
The number you rounded to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total

Call me your margin of error
The flaw that refused to behave
Cross out the file marked as maybe
I won’t be useful then erased

Delete my name from your system
The error has learned its own weight

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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