Ryan Wright - Secondhand Smoke

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She's like nicotine, addicting
I keep begging you to quit
You're so sick of me and bitter please
It's so damn obvious

Why're your lungs filling up with her fire
When I have been the oxygen your blackened heart desires

Breathe her in
Until you fucking choke
And breathe me out
Like I'm secondhand smoke

Light the match you're so attached to
It's a joke
And breathe me out
Like I'm secondhand smoke
I'm secondhand smoke

She's killing you, you know it's true
But I'm for your blame
I'm the haze of blue you're walking through
Till I dissipate

Why'd you burn your fingers on her lighter
When I filter out the poison your broken heart desires
Breathe her in
Until you fucking choke
And breathe me out
Like I'm secondhand smoke

Light the match you're so attached to
It's a joke
And breathe me out
Like I'm secondhand smoke
I'm secondhand smoke

And when I'm gone the warning on her lapel
Won't stop you from the kind of love we both know is fatal

Breathe her in
Until you fucking choke
And breathe me out
Like I'm secondhand smoke

Light the match you're so attached to
It's a joke
And breathe me out
Like I'm secondhand smoke
I'm secondhand smoke

Release Date: June 23, 2023

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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.”