Ryan Wright - Happy Birthday

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You wasted your candles
When you made a wish
You should never spin it on that bitch
But you did and you
You made me feel crazy
Like I was losing it
Tell me that you and May never kissed
And you did 'cause you
Messed up
When you were so wasted
Enough
Why can't you face it

You suck
Tough luck, hope you
Have fun
When you're drunk and alone and the party's done

Sorry I missed your birthday party
I was there until I saw
When you were kissing that girl Allie
In the backseat of her car
I couldn't stay long enough to wish you a
So happy birthday
Here's your card
Go fuck yourself
Happy birthday
Here's your card
Go fuck yourself

I can still taste the vodka
She left on your lips
Saying it never happened
Bullshit, you know it did and
Did you get what you asked for
When you opened your gifts
Well here's my middle finger with a bow tied around it

Sorry I missed your birthday party
I was there until I saw
When you were kissing that girl Cydney
In the bedroom down the hall
I couldn't stay long enough to wish you a
So happy birthday
Here's your card
Go fuck yourself

You suck
Tough luck, hope you
Have fun
When you're drunk and alone and the party's done
So what
Enough
Hope you have fun
You can get fucked
Sorry I missed your birthday party
I was there until I saw
When you were kissing that girl Allie
In the backseat of her car
I couldn't stay long enough to wish you a
So happy birthday
Here's your card
Go fuck yourself

You're the worst babe
Here's your card
Go burn in hell
Happy birthday
Here's your card
Go fuck yourself
 
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Virginia-based singer/songwriter/producer Ryan Wright creates songs that don’t make sense on paper — an ethereal voice singing angsty lyrics over confectionary synth-driven hooks. Her lyrics — at times profane, often tongue-in-cheek, occasionally devastating — reveal a searing wit and a sensitive heart. Her arresting voice embodies the kind of teenage heartache that is deeply personal and yet universal and timeless. Her influences range from the classic (The Cars, Roy Orbison, The Smiths) to the current (The Killers, The 1975, Lana Del Ray) to the local musicians she grew up playing with alongside her dad. Her indie dream-pop has been compared to Lorde, Lennon Stella and The Japanese House. Her undeniably relatable lyrics and dreamy production take the mundane — everything from friend drama to being ghosted by boys to dealing with anxiety — and transform it into the sublime. Wright confides, “My songs are essentially my bottled-up emotions all being poured out in a way that makes them sound surreal. I wanted to make these very relatable experiences sound unfamiliar and strange — almost like listening to a soundtrack from an alternate reality.”