Ryan Wright - Burn in Hell

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Driving through your gated
Vegas neighborhood
You're intoxicated
And up to no good
I'm self medicated
When I get that look from you
It drives me crazy
So who you calling baby

I'm not kind of person who gets even
But if you make it worse I've got a reason

Burn in hell yeah
Every time you look at me
I can tell
There's angels falling at your feet
I'll just pretend you're not out again
With all my friends but I already know you too well
I give you my best
I hope you burn in hell

You had me fooled again love
Like you're heaven sent
All at the expense of
Blissful ignorance
Crying over spilled blood
On my Sunday best
For you I'm going crazy
And who the fuck could blame me

I'm not kind of person who gets even
But if you make it worse I've got a reason

Burn in hell yeah
Every time you look at me
I can tell
There's angels falling at your feet
I'll just pretend you're not out again
With all my friends but I already know you too well
I give you my best
I hope you burn in hell

You keep diggin' up the dirt love
Don't you know you're gonna hurt someone
If you're givin' up the ghost babe
I've got a place for you to go babe

Burn in hell yeah
Every time you look at me
I can tell
There's angels falling at your feet
I'll just pretend you're not out again
With all my friends but I already know you too well
I give you my best
I hope you burn in hell

I'll just pretend you're not out again
With all my friends but I already know you too well
I give you my best
I hope you burn in hell

I hope you burn in hell
I hope you burn in hell

Release Date: July 03, 2020

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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.”