Fly Me to the Moon

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Sunshine (My Girl)

Safe And Sound - Byond Bliss

Call Me Maybe

I release this track back on february but forgot to add it here lol! Enjoy guys! 

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Like Me - Single

Like Me

Soft Like Sin

Yow!
Big up di ghost dem wey still a text —
But di soul? Dem gone, gone, GONE!
(Ha-ha!)
Rude bwoy ghost story, ya see me?!
🔥🎤

You left, you dash, you fly away —
But still ya ghost a par ‘round mi way!
"How are you?" like broken play,
No heart, no vibes, no ting fe say!
Empty shell with a smile so fake,
Drop a "Hi" once a moon and flake.
Mi seh, better you no call at all,
Than fi drop dead words like waterfall!

Ooh-oh, no real talk, just shadows here,
Ooh-oh, mouth move but you nah sincere,
Why you leave, but still pretend?
Ghost love got no real end.

🎶 How are you? (how are you?)
Ghost voice pon di avenue!
Empty laugh, empty view,
Nothing real left breaking through!
How are you? (how are you?)
Puppet strings where love once grew!
Better silence, better truth,
Than a ghost pretending you! 🎶

Yuh leave, yuh gone, but leave behind,
A hollow man, just play in time.
Send a text like: "Wassup, mi fren?"
But mi know seh it nah reach mi end!
Mi nuh need no zombie chat,
Mi nuh want no dead-talk trap!
Better cut it clean, better walk it strong,
Ghost whisper make mi heart feel wrong!

Ooh-oh, lip service inna disguise,
Ooh-oh, no more fire inna your eyes,
Why you linger, why you stay?
When your soul done walk away.

🎶 How are you? (how are you?)
Ghost voice pon di avenue!
Empty laugh, empty view,
Nothing real left breaking through!
How are you? (how are you?)
Puppet strings where love once grew!
Better silence, better truth,
Than a ghost pretending you! 🎶

Mmmh, real people talk from heart...
Ghost people, dem chat from dark.
If ya gone, stay gone, mi say,
No fake "How are you?" fi di play.

🎶 How are you? (how are you?)
(How ya feel? How ya feel?)
Ghost voice pon di avenue!
(Ghost move, ghost chill!)
Empty laugh, empty view,
(No more lie, no more screw!)
Better silence, better truth,
(Better truth, mi seh!)
Than a ghost pretending you! 🎶
(fade out with crazy riddim and DJ adlibs)
"Ghost dem gone, ghost dem gone!"
"Mi nuh answer ghost call, no way!"
"Real heart or no heart, seen?!"

How Are You? (Ragga Version)

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No Friends at the Party

🍕 “SOLO PER CLIENTI” — the unofficial Italian summer anthem nobody asked for… but everybody needs. 🇮🇹🚗☀️

Imagine this: a tiny German car, endless winding coastal roads, the smell of fresh lasagna in the summer air… and zero parking. Every single sign screams “SOLO PER CLIENTI” — and our poor heroine? She just wants pizza, mamma mia! 🍝

This French House groove blends soulful male vocals (with a gloriously strong Italian accent), filtered disco synths, deep sidechained basslines, and sun-kissed beats into the ultimate late-afternoon soundtrack. It's smooth, it’s groovy, and it comes with a hint of tiramisu-fueled desperation.

If you’ve ever been hangry on holiday, trapped between Aperol dreams and parking nightmares, this one’s for you. Close your eyes, turn up the volume, and drive straight into Mediterranean chaos.

Warning: This track may cause
🍕 Sudden pizza cravings
🥂 Aperol spritz nostalgia
🚗 Spontaneous shouts of “SOLO PER CLIENTI!”

Perfect for:
🌴 Golden-hour beach drives
🍹 Late-summer balcony parties
🎧 Dancing barefoot with pasta in hand
🇮🇹 Pretending you’re Italian even if you’re not

Lyrics:

She drives a tiny car from Germany,
Through winding roads to the deep blue sea,
Dolce vita dreams, sunglasses on,
But her stomach's empty, mamma mia, she’s done!

Every little street, every little sign,
Says “solo per clienti” — babe, she’s losin’ time!
Pizza in her mind, but no place to stay,
O sole mio, take my hunger away!

Solo per clienti!
No, no, no parcheggio niente!
Solo per clienti!
Pizza, pasta… where’s the entry?
Solo per clienti!
My amore, it’s so tormenti,
Solo per clienti!
O mamma mia… help me, senti! 

She sees a little trattoria by the square,
Smells the fresh lasagna in the summer air,
She parks the car, but a man starts to scream:
“Signorinaaa! This is not what it seems!”

"Bellissima, capisci, non si può…
This parking here — non per te!"
And she sighs, “Okay, okay…
I just want pizza… por favoreee!”

Solo per clienti!
No, no, no parcheggio niente!
Solo per clienti!
Tiramisu is my tormenti!
Solo per clienti!
Maccheroni… sentimenti,
Solo per clienti!
O mamma mia… hungry belly! 

Drive, drive, drive…
Past the beach and wine,
One day, somehow…
She’ll find that sign:
“Benvenuti… clienti tutti!”

Solo Per Clienti (French House Version)

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How Are You? (Ragga Version)

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