Ooh yeah  
The floor is stars  
We’re flying far  

Lights collide, the sky is near  
Cosmic rhythm pulls us here  
Orbit hearts, we’re in the spin  
Every look says “let’s begin”  

Gravity fades, we rise  
Lost in galactic ties  
 
The dance floor is space, space, space  
Galactic embrace, brace, brace  
We’re spinning in time, through the starlight climb  
The dance floor is space, space, space  

Nebulas glowing under our feet  
Rhythms flowing, galaxy heat  
Black hole pulling, bodies complete  
Lost together in the beat  
 
Gravity fades, we rise  
Lost in galactic ties  

The dance floor is space, space, space  
Galactic embrace, brace, brace  
We’re spinning in time, through the starlight climb  
The dance floor is space, space, space  

Meteor showers light the scene  
Dancing through voids where no one’s been  
No more weight, just melody  
This universe groove sets us free  

The dance floor is space, space, space  
Galactic embrace, brace, brace  
We’re spinning in time, through the starlight climb  
The dance floor is space, space, space  

The floor is stars…  
The night is ours…  
The dance floor is space  

The dancefloor is space (Dance Pop reload)

Post… post… posthuman  
Shimmer and lie  
 
Wired skin, showroom smile  
Glitching eyes that hide a file  
Cold design, mechanical  
Shining bright, symmetrical  

Nothing burns when I disguise  
Polished screen, electric lies  

Post, post, posthuman  
I can shimmer, I can hide  
Post, post, posthuman  
Synthetic heart inside  

Bend the code, swallow light  
Echo silence in the night  
Programmable mannequin  
Pulse replaced with adrenaline  

Nothing burns when I disguise  
Polished screen, electric lies  

Post, post, posthuman  
I can shimmer, I can hide  
Post, post, posthuman  
Synthetic heart inside  

Don’t let them trace your heat or shame  
Cached desires, delete the name  
Reload the shell, insert the dream  
Call it life inside the stream  
 
Post, post, posthuman  
I can shimmer, I can hide  
Post, post, posthuman  
Synthetic heart inside  
Post, post, posthuman  
I can shimmer, I can hide  

Post… post… posthuman

Posthuman (Electro Pop reload)

Jingle, jingle, ho-ho-ho
I’ve got a secret he needs to know

You wore that skirt up way too high
Kissed three boys under the mistletoe tonight
I saw it all, and I won’t forget
Santa’s got a list, and you’re my biggest bet

I wrote a letter, candy cane pen
Told him every dirty thing you did again

I told Santa you’re a slut (ho-ho-ho)
Now you won’t get presents, not even a pup
While I’m unwrapping diamonds under the tree
He’s stuffing your stocking with coal and disease
Yeah, I told Santa, told him what you’ve done
Merry Christmas, baby — your reputation’s gone

You said I’m jealous, maybe it’s true
But sugar cookies taste sweeter without you
So when your gifts don’t show this year
Remember who whispered in Santa’s ear

It’s snowing lies, it’s snowing shame
And I made sure he knows your name

I told Santa you’re a slut (ho-ho-ho)
Now you won’t get presents, not even a pup
While I’m unwrapping diamonds under the tree
He’s stuffing your stocking with coal and disease
Yeah, I told Santa, told him what you’ve done
Merry Christmas, baby — your reputation’s gone

Oh-oh, sleigh bells ringing, gossip singing
Candy canes taste like revenge I’m bringing
Reindeer laughing, elves all clap
Your perfect Christmas turned to crap

I told Santa you’re a slut (ho-ho-ho)
Now you’re the rumor everyone will know
While I’m the angel shining on top
You’re just the Grinch in a miniskirt flop
Yeah, I told Santa, told him what you’ve done
Merry Christmas, darling — your downfall’s begun

“Ho-ho-ho… no gifts for hoes.”

I told Santa

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

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