Anthems for Good Girls

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A dark, sultry duet drenched in industrial rock and new rave energy. Finn and Kirsty collide in a fierce sonic powerplay — sharp vocals, bass-heavy drops, and emotional tension wrapped in seductive grit.

Dance of Defiance

This isn’t the song… it’s a Tribute.
An anime-drenched showdown between E.T. and All the Things She Said — a collision of alien lust and forbidden obsession. One part synthwave seduction, one part gothic confession booth, and 100% Scarred Crows chaos.



Extra Dimensional

“Good Girl Gospel” is a worshipcore anthem dripping with sin and salvation, told through the aching voice of a siren who knows her place — on her knees, willingly. This isn’t a love song. This is devotion with bruises. A cinematic blend of dark pop, moody industrial, and sultry gospel vibes, it tells the story of a girl who doesn't need heaven — she’s already found her god, and he's not forgiving. With whispered prayers, pulsing synths, and a confessional breakdown that hits like Sleep Token in silk and chains, this is for anyone who's ever begged to be broken — beautifully.

Let the choir moan.
Let the body obey.
Let the Good Girl Gospel begin.

Good Girl Gospel

She danced like the music was written for her —
and he played like she was the only one listening.

This track is a cinematic EDM slow-burn — fusing atmospheric synths, heavy bass emotion, and anime-inspired tension. A story told without words: one DJ, one muse, one night that felt like forever.

Inspired by neon-drenched nightclubs, emotional standoffs, and the silent gravity between two people across a crowded floor.
This isn’t just a song — it’s a memory you haven’t made yet.

Turn the lights down, let the bass breathe, and stay until the last beat fades.



Need to Be Told

She walks like thunder. She doesn’t flinch when you call her “babe”—she just recalibrates your place.
This is her anthem. Not for the romantics. Not for the ones who play it safe.
It’s for the one who gets it—who doesn’t need permission to command what’s already his behind closed doors.

Fierce. Teasing. Untouchable in public. Owned in private.
She’s not your baby. She never was.

🎧 Electro-pop rock energy
🎛️ Club-built, brat-coded
🎤 Female-fronted, high-voltage vocals
🔞 Submissive subtext, alpha stage presence

#FiniPlays #NotYourBaby #OwnTheNight

Not Your Baby

es... Please" is an unapologetically lust-soaked hardstyle banger that turns EDM into a full-body confession. This isn’t just a drop—it’s a surrender. Sirens wail in synth, basslines grind like bodies in the dark, and the tension coils tighter with every “Yes…” until the “Please” breaks like thunder across the floor. It’s brat energy. It’s the dance of dom and muse. It’s a confession shouted under strobe lights, wrapped in sweat, desire, and deviance.

Yes… Please

This isn't your average EDM anthem.
It’s a pulse-pounding descent into control, chaos, and raw desire.
A digital confession carved in synth and dirt-laced guitar, where the beat doesn’t ask — it commands.

There’s no love story here. Just a reckoning.
She doesn’t melt for sweet nothings — she breaks for dominance.
Every drop, every breath, every lyric is a worship session in fire and friction.
“Don’t ask. Fucking command it.”

This is what it sounds like when Sir walks in.
And she drops to her knees — not for romance, but reverence.



Command it

This isn’t a love song. It’s a command.

She doesn’t want to be adored—she wants to be undone.
Behind the brat, there’s a girl who doesn’t break… unless you say it right.

Hard drops. Sharp lines. Club-floor hunger.
Say the words she’s dying to hear—“Spread me like a sheet… and call me a good girl.”

🎧 EDM pop anthem with teeth
🔥 Female-fronted and brat-aligned
💣 Built for domination—not validation

I Excel (Spread Me Like a Sheet)

She never needed to stay. She needed to move, to pull everything behind her like the tide—beautiful, dangerous, and inevitable.

This isn’t about heartbreak.
It’s about the devastation left behind when someone unforgettable passes through you like a storm in moonlight.

Layered. Lethal. Lyrical.
A sound that rises, drowns, and resurfaces with power.

🎧 Ambient EDM meets cinematic wave
🌘 Dark, haunting melodies
🖤 Emotional wreckage in motion
🔥 Vocal shadows, pulse-driven swells

Tides in Her Wake

🌑 THROUGH THE DARK – Fini Plays
She doesn’t chase love. She moves through it.
A muse set on fire, dancing her way through shadows—
She’s the light that doesn’t ask to be seen.
The rhythm carries her, and she carries him.

She’s not yours to name.
She’s the moon in his orbit.
The flame he follows.
The one who makes the dark glow.

Hard drops. Ethereal vocals.
Power in motion. Emotion in rhythm.
This is where the fire lives.

Through the Dark

“Fini_Plays — Music, Anime, and Fire for the Soul.” Songwriter from Brisbane Australia