Ryan Wright - Fake ID

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You got it freshmen year
And you think it’s hot
That you bought a couple beers
Without getting caught
But baby I’m not
Falling for it

Picture of a jerk
Almost twice your age
Can’t believe it worked
Down at union stage
They look away

And they pour it down
You’re laying on the ground
And you’re asking for another hit
Wasted at the bar
Trying too hard
Just another weekend with the trust fund kids
You couldn’t play it cool
If you wanted to with me
I know where you’ve been
And I won’t let you in
With that fake ID

You call me on the phone
Keep me up all night
Cause you’re scared to be alone
When you get too high
And I don’t like
Feeling sorry for you
Are you broken hearted
You finally got carded
It’s about time
They take you outside

Face down on the ground
You drunken fucking clown
And you’re begging for another hit
Wasted at the bar
Trying too hard
Just another weekend with the trust fund kids
You couldn’t play it cool
If you wanted to with me
I know where you’ve been
And I won’t let you in
With that fake ID

Drunk off
A tall boy white claw
Just a crybaby
With a fake ID

One shot
Of cheap tequila
Just a crybaby
With a fake ID
Flatlined
Box of cheap wine
And some Pink Whitney

Release Date: October 14, 2022

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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.”