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1. |
Champion
03:41
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Intro Chorus:
I’m in my sweatpants, and some vans, try advance, through the bullshit
Won’t you let me be your champion?
I see my chance from the stands they just chant for the cool kids, but
I won’t ever be a championnow
Verse 1:
Bitch don’t kill my vibe
I been trying to write
I be in the studio, every single night
Race against the time
Still don’t close my eyes
This place is a jungle girl, I just try survive
Through the heights and obscurity
This vibe isn’t new to me
Weaving through the commentary
Deaf to all the scrutiny
If we really make it out
I won’t need security
I been feeling rich as long as everyone is true to me
Chorus:
I’m in my sweatpants, and some vans, try advance, through the bullshit
Won’t you let me be your champion?
I see my chance from the stands they just chant for the cool kids, but
I won’t ever be a champion
‘Cos I’m just cooling’ having fun with it
‘Cos I’m just cooling having fun with it
Just so you know I better run with it
And I just pray you’re never done with it
Done with it
Verse 2:
Shit sounds kinda sad
I’m just such a drag
Dorky ness and awkwardness
That’s my fucking brand
Me, Jake and our dogs
That’s my fucking band
Irony in all of this
Is that we think you’re bland
White kid from the burbs is still convinced that he can rap
Every beat is trap but never grew up in no trap
Hipsters move to Brunswick and they think they’re fuckin’ rad
Praying that I’ll quake but I’m just sticking to the plan, hey!
Chorus x 1
Bridge:
I said
I, been, at this party way too long, and
I’m having trouble finding my way home
But please don’t think that I’m lingering around
Just so I can be seen with an 'in' crowd
She said
I, been, at this party way too long, and
I’m having trouble finding my ride home
But please don’t think that I’m lingering around
Just so I can be seen with an 'in' crowd
Outro:
Look, I ain’t at the top, I ain’t at the top
But I know what I’m not, I know what I’m not
How come we don’t talk, how come we don’t talk?
There’s nothing they can say till I get everything I want
Everything I want, everything I want
Everything I want, everything I want
Everything I want, everything I want
Everything I want, everything I want
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2. |
Codes
04:06
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Verse 1:
Learnt to live with all my strikes
Guess I’ll never change my stripes
I been up and I been down
I survived through all these nights
I’ve got no one left to thank
It’s just me myself and I
I feel calm amongst the noise
But learnt that clarity is nice
I got some money in my pockets
It ain’t much but it’ll do
I found peace within myself
I bit more than I could chew
You got time for fun and games
Still I got better shit to do
I guess we ain’t kids no more...
That kinda hurts but that’s the truth
Still ain’t shit changed but a few things in the grand scheme that I’m best without
I just checked my bank account, what the fuck I’ve got Savings now?
Artists sign their entire life and still forget to try pay themselves
Took my share of a few L’s, but they manifest as blessings now
Most of you love to talk shit
Most of you seem to flame out
Most of you got instagrams
With fake friends in a fake house
I hung it up for a couple months
Music shit nearly broke my heart
Watched you all from a distance
I guess being real is a lost art, I’m gone
Chorus:
Cos it’s just me myself and I, I, I, I
I can’t vouch for no one else
Who’s around when all this dies
Learnt to filter out the fakes
Cut my losses and my ties
Bitch I’m gone
It’s just me myself and I, I, I, I
I can’t vouch for no one else
Who’s around when all this dies
Learnt to filter out the fakes
Cut my losses and my ties
That’s the code, yeah
Cos I’m just doing me
That’s the code, yeah
As long as I can breathe
That’s the code, ay
I guess I’m doing what I want now
That’s the code, look
Who been here from the jump
That’s the code
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Verse 2:
Rest In Peace to my old friend
Should have sorted it like men
Too much pride to work it out
Still too young to know it ends
I remember our first shows
Where we barely made a cent
Nowadays I’d fuckin kill
Just so I feel that thrill again
Nowadays I’m saying less
Nowadays I’m watching more
I guess now I check myself
Left my ego at the door
I lost money by myself
I lost money with my friends
Remember nights I drove this Uber
Just to pay my album debts
Look, I been humbled so many times that most of you would of hung it up
If you knew what I been through, then most of you wouldn’t even start
But you got so many jokes about my career I forgot the punch
And I’m still doing what I really love thats the last laugh that kinda sums it up
Most of you try play it cool
Most of you don’t even sell
Most of you are still stuck in deals
Then beg for ways to try make it out
Most of you are barely paying rent
But your A&R still owns a house?
I seen people that are on tour
Just to feed someone else’s mouth? That’s wrong
Chorus:
Cos it’s just me myself and I, I, I, I
I can’t vouch for no one else
Who’s around when all this dies
Learnt to filter out the fakes
Cut my losses and my ties
Bitch I’m gone
It’s just me myself and I, I, I, I
I can’t vouch for no one else
Who’s around when all this dies
Learnt to filter out the fakes
Cut my losses and my ties
That’s the code, yeah
Cos I’m just doing me
That’s the code, yeah
As long as I can breathe
That’s the code, ay
I guess I’m doing what I want now
That’s the code, look
Who been here from the jump
That’s the code
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3. |
Mutombo
03:07
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Chorus:
I’m so tired of being humble
I swear lately I been staying out of trouble
But some people always want that Barney Rubble
That’s when you gotta, wave that finger like Mutombo
Verse 1:
I used to wanna be THE man for a second
Nowadays I just wanna be A man
Please understand there’s a difference
That’s means that
I ain’t on the gram
Doing everything I can
Just to get a couple mentions
Look I’m just saying
These days shit is so lame
When I see that shit happen
I could go days with no interaction
Used to want a house in the Hollywood hills
No I want a house on a hill
One with a big green field
Where I Netflix and chill
But really Netflix and chill
Guess I'd rather be with my dog and leave my phone at home on the bedroom floor now
When its all said and done
Just stream my songs when I'm gone
And delete my profile
(But I can’t?)
Chorus:
I’m so tired of being humble
I swear lately I been staying out of trouble
But some people always want that Barney Rubble
That’s when you gotta, wave that finger like Mutombo
Call it, what you, want, what’s that? Facts?
Put that on god, emoji praying hands
Work too hard to be humble, now, no cap
Why you always in my space?
Wave that finger in their face, Mutombo
Verse 2:
Everybody’s so obsessed with fame now
Man that shit is so lame
Everybody’s down, for comparing themselves, when they’re out, but the truth is all of it’s fake
How did we become so vein, how did we just lose our place?
We just got so caught up in the TMZ’s, and the MTV’s, while Barrier Reef just fades?
Maybe we can make some change? Maybe we can switch things up?
I ain’t got time to explain and the truth is none of us do
But I hope that this might prompt you to start
To maybe not pose for attention
And maybe just post with intention
And if you comment on my song all defensive
Then I guess theres something I gotta mention
Chorus:
I’m so tired of being humble
I swear lately I been staying out of trouble
But some people always want that Barney Rubble
That’s when you gotta, wave that finger like Mutombo
Call it, what you, want, what’s that? Facts?
Put that on god, emoji praying hands
Work too hard to be humble, now, no cap
Why you always in my space?
Wave that finger in their face, Mutombo
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4. |
Dennis Rodman
02:59
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Verse 1:
I’m out of the loop and I love it
These days on a new thing
I see you call that a wave now
I guess I’m the one with the blueprint
For real though if the shoe fits
You know I’m down for the DORK role
They love to say I’m a cornball
To cover the fact that I done more
Matter fact check the honours roll....
Reel off my list of achievements
To think I did it independent
I’m one plaque from a genius
I might get puff on the remix
On second thought maybe cool that
Meditating like I’m Phil Jack
Still in here in a bulls hat
Prepaid gang gang gang
Always riding bus tram train
What I do in 10-15 quick
Probably take you 10-15 days
Unless your name is mother fuckin' Drake
I don’t wanna hear you speak my name
Please practice social distancing
I don’t need another hand to shake, I'm me.
Chorus:
I'm me
I do what I want, say what I want because I'm me
You ain’t saying nothing new you ain’t impressing me
They say that I'm different, Dennis Rodman, that's just me
They wonder how I got here I guess I invest in me
Look into the mirror say that all I need is me
Shit might hit the fan, but understand I still got me
Until it's said and done you know that I'm the one that's me
And when it comes to stopin', I know nothing that's just me
Verse 2:
I’m Chef Curry with the baby face
James Harden with the tear drop
‘Bron James with the jokes cuz
KD with the weird cut
Except I ain’t running with burners
I’m putting careers out of service
Both rap and my day job
I get promoted on days off
I used to live like a hermit
That kinda seems like the norm now
Wrote this when in lock down
Snack draw fully stocked out
Most of you really rap weird
I don’t mean in a cool way
All of that guzzling the cool aid
Got you mumbling cliche's
White boy with a weird flow
I might just fuck up your ego
Why you flexing in a car
That’s inefficient with it's fuel though?
Thats the questions that you gotta ask
Tell me why the Summer's over cast?
I just saw my country burn to bits
Now I gotta walk it with a mask
Boomers really went n fucked it up
We just trying to save for a house
You should buy more shares in tech
Instead of buying fake 'gram counts
Guess whatever helps get you through
Life’s got a way of making jokes
I said a lot of cocky shit
Guess I got 'a way' with the quotes, I'm me/
Chorus:
I'm me
I do what I want, say what I want because I'm me
You ain’t saying nothing new you ain’t impressing me
They say that I'm different, Dennis Rodman, that's just me
They wonder how I got here I guess I invest in me
Look into the mirror say that all I need is me
Shit might hit the fan, but understand I still got me
Until it's said and done you know that I'm the one that's me
And when it comes to stopin', I know nothing that's just me
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5. |
The Nicest
03:58
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I’m a Goliath
I kill them with kindness
I be the nicest
No, really - I be the nicest
I might fuck around and bring you flowers on our first date
Let me merge into your lane and I’ll probably wave (thank you)
Type of guy to take his mum out on her birthday (every year)
In terms of nice guys bitch you hit the first place
Woah I guess I got a bit carried away there
Look, Didn’t mean to say bitch, please accept my apology
Yes I’m aware that the term is derogatory
I pull up say hi to your parents before we go out cos I’m doing this properly
You’re Independent so we split the bill, for the record just know that I’m offering
You know you won the lottery, I hold your hair back whenever your vomiting (turn up)
I pee on the side of the toilet at night cos I know that it grosses you out (and flush)
You clean up the bathroom a lot so I always make sure that the seat goes down (thank you)
I swear to god I’ll be making this work
I know your ex still visits your work
Don’t mean to judgey
I see him in public?!
I'll probably just flip him the bird (And tell him I’m sorry)
I’m a Goliath
I kill them with kindness
I be the nicest
No, really - I be the nicest
Let me explain
My boy Jake got the bangers
What you know about manners?
You took my park at the store and I said it’s all good - don’t worry, it happens
Single mother at the register
All she had was conditioner
A trolley full of these groceries
Please go in front of me, trust me its quicker
Help the seniors out in the shopping mall when they’re at the parking machine
Agree with you that’s its complicated but we know that I do it with ease
I couldn’t be anything else with this moon face look at the size of these cheeks!
Utmost respect to the law enforcement, cos really I’m just scared of police
Could of, deleted those episodes of the Kardashians but I know you saved those eps
Played it cool when I realised that you just deleted my torrent of The Walking Dead (I was seeding it!)
Sacrifice the plane window seat when thats a specific request
Say thank you to the stewardess, help the older heads with the overheads
2 for 5 on the avocado
2 more and I’m making nachos
Text me if I should get you some
Side note they go off pretty fast though
I’m the primary schools local hero
Damn straight I’ll fucking volunteer bro!
Grown man with no kids
I swear to go that I’m not weirdo! I’m nice...
(Chorus)
Bridge:
T-shirt game on point, so no slogans offensive
Never made a fat joke cos I’m sure that they’re trying their bestest
Don’t agree with who you voted for, but your opinions respected
The worlds angry place right now we could all just use some affection, I
Came up in the game, no chain no ice, probably cos I’m dripping in nice
Your girl staring at me she’s like, why is this guy so god damn nice?!
All of my life, I been friend zoned that’s cool
Every single year at school
Ever since the day, that I came out the womb
When I’m dead and gone please engrave on my tomb
That mother fuckers nice! (Nice)
Chorus x 1
Outro:
I’m nice
All of my life
Been dropping in nice
God dammit I’m nice
So damn nice
All of my life
All I do is rap and live like a hermit
No wonder I’m working in customer service I’m nice ay nice
You probably think this is comedy rap
When this is a literally fact
God dammit I’m nice
Been about that life ever since I was 5
Before that was 4 and was kinda alright
Just aight
Hadn’t developed the brain skills to think others so I was just kinda alright
But now I be nice... nice
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6. |
T.S.A
03:43
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Verse 1:
This shit ain’t no hobby
Rappers catch a body
I might snatch a wig tonight
Who gone try and stop me?
Heard this parties on a boat
But, This ain’t lil yachty
I’m butt naked that’s no joke
So it’s more like pam and tommy
All these rappers busy plottin
Swear you must be out your knoggin
What the fuck you gonna do?!
When the wolf’s in town and knocking
This is where the beat go hard
DJ turn the music up
I might pour some extra shots
Get depressed about my past, woo
Things got kinda weird?!
Then again on second thought
This was better at the start
Put it back to where it was, Jake
Don’t do that shit again
That’s the wackest shit you done
Why you walking out the session
I’m just just joking, swear to god, look
I’ve just fallen out with
all these people
Shit is hard
I’m a piece of shit sometimes
I get weird about my craft
It’s very personal
It’s kinda surgical
The way you cook up beats
Plus then I murk it too (blah)
Look
I might copyright the word dork and make some millions bitch
I might copyright being awkward make some millions bitch
This song doesn’t even have a chorus and I’m killing it
This song doesn’t even have a chorus and I’m killing it
Chorus:
I might move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive
See if Tupac still alive, See if Tupac still alive, ay
I might move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive
See if Tupac still alive, See if Tupac still alive
Verse 2:
I’m the first rapper to admit I’m fucking corny
Always walking with my dog, like a creep, kinda boring
But the shit I never get is that all you mother fuckers copy
Like you think I’ll never notice, that your girl gets kinda horny
Every time you play it, man that shit did a full 180
I be fooling all these ladies, that I’m confident and crazy, but
What you’ll come to find is that I’m insecure daily, and
Truth is I’m surprised, I convinced someone to date me
How the fuck I do it? I dunno
I’m the songbird of a generation, or so I’m told
Ha ha last time I heard that I fell off my dinosaur
This a house of learned rappers, when I’m in my studio
Look, I be drinking coffee till my cup, runneth over
Jay-Z’s blueprint is my blueprint, I got so much love for Hova
Every rapper in this game, love give me the cold shoulder
I ain’t flexing on the ‘gram, praying that I get exposure
Now the waitress at this cafe serving me is kinda fine
Said to me she loves my music plays it every single night
But, what she doesn’t know is that I follow her online
Went and scrolled to her first pic and accidentally just hit like, fuck
Scrolled to her first pic and accidentally just hit like
Now it looks like I’m a creeper and I’m stalking her online
If I see her in the street I’m thinking I’d prefer to die
Now I HAVE I move to Cuba, see if Tupac still alive / hey
Chorus:
Have to move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive
See if Tupac still alive, See if Tupac still alive
Look
Suge was next to Tupac, didn’t even get a fright
How the fuck have we not found who set him up the night he died?
I’m convinced somebody knows and that they’re in the FBI
I thought that hologram was shit and left a lot to be desired
So
I might move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive
See if Tupac still alive, Pray that Tupac still alive
I might move to Cuba see if Tupac still alive
See if Tupac still alive, Pray that Tupac still alive
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7. |
Best Form
02:53
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Chorus:
Remind me where I left off?
I forget, how inspired I get when I’m slept on
I forgot, how inspired I get when them cheque’s gone
If I can be real, lately I feel in my best form
My best form, I’m feeling like
Verse 1:
I hope they’re reading my energy
Thought that they witnessed the end of me
Couple of things that need mentioning
I feel I owe you transparency
I see some people discredit me
They try to claim they invented me, oh
They think they figured the recipe, woah
I’d like to see you assemble me, now
I see them rolling their eyes, I guess I’m a thorn in their side
I guess I’m just living my life, they’re lurking around on insta at night
Damn bro that sounds lonely
Keep flexin on the gram homie
I’m so intimidated by all of your shoes fam
By the way, I was being sarcastic
Chorus:
Remind me where I left off?
I forget, how inspired I get when I’m slept on
I forgot, how inspired I get when them cheque’s gone
If I can be real, lately I feel in my best form
I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now
I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now
I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now
I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now
Got me feeling like, got me feeling like
Verse 2:
I guess all my piers are comedians
Most of them wanna be viral
That’s your only way for survival
Now most of you dead on arrival
I feel like I’m back in high school
I step aside and I play it cool
Most of you kinda identical
You put yourself on a pedestal, wow
Glad you believe in yourself
But you ain’t Kanye till you drop out of College
Please tell me how you intend to be making a classic when really you ain’t dropping knowledge
Pray that I never go back to the time I was ubering food just to make a few dollars
Still I wouldn’t change it for shit that’s a promise, I learnt a lot in the process, damn
Chorus:
Remind me where I left off?
I forget, how inspired I get when I’m slept on
I forgot, how inspired I get when them cheque’s gone
If I can be real, lately I feel in my best form
I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now
I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now
I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now
I’m feeling like, my best is ahead of me now
Got me feeling like, got me feeling like
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8. |
C'est La Vie
03:52
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Verse 1:
Look
Try to get the keys, i got it
Try to get the locks, no problem
All I ever want, go tell em
Is a chance to see the top
Guess I’m always on the clock, no stopping
Some things i don’t drop, I’m on it
Hot damn, I’m always in my bag
Always on, I’m never off
Cos Look I never went to college, got a higher learning
Worked overtime to get higher early
Study all the greats and I apply it perfect
And for the lessons, I’m a better person
See compliments never made you better
And confidence is right in the mirror
Still lost count of every single error
Guess I’m unfazed if it takes forever
Chorus:
And if it’s my parade, then let it rain on me
Cos I don’t pump the brakes, i got no place to be
And I know things have changed, its still the same to me
Until the wheels fall off, say fuck it, C’est La Vie
I’m saying’
I’m well aware, of the help, that I don’t get
Go ahead, hate on all you want, life is no far
Wish I was throwing ones, in the club like there’s no rent
Used to want to be responsible, but that’s boring
Verse 2:
Always on my shit, that’s me
My whole life is lit, indeed
Go and hate on me, low key
Thats pissing in the breeze, salty
This a field of dreams, i built it
Throw away the key, don’t need it
You know that I’m well and good
Despite all the hate they speak
I wanna shout out my dog again, in a song even though he don’t understand
I mean literally shout out my pet, it’s not lingo talking about my friends
I made $200 off streams alone, let’s get ice cream I’m about to flex
Plus all the toppings, double flavours, pray to god this never ends, damn
Shout out myself for a second (yih)
Been left behind no attention (oh)
But it’s never sad it’s a blessing (ay)
I don’t require befriending (no)
I’m sick and tired of defending me
I’m chasing these things so relentlessly
Burnt out a few times but I never leave
Burnt out a few times but they never see!
Chorus x 1
Bridge:
Guess I got the secret
I ain’t talking bout the book
They don’t book me for these shows
For some reason I ain’t shook
They don’t play me on the air
They don’t post me on the web
Congratulations you played yourself
You won’t see me break a sweat, look
I got fans, I got fam, people streaming all my songs
I got shows, wait I don’t
I got love, that’s all I want
I got friends, still around, I’m like thanks but I’m surprised
I said fuck it, took a chance, man I really rolled the dice, because its
Chorus x 1
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9. |
Old Friend
04:03
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Jake packed up his studio
As for me, I went and sold mine
Called an old friend said what you got
Hook me up with a 9-5
Had to man up, had to take care
Music shit wasn’t making ends
Poured everything, till there was nothing left
Music shit wasn’t making ‘sense’
Now I’m back in this bitch
Like I never left when I never did
You’re so obsessed
About who’s famous who getting rich
I can’t do with the fake flexing
Nowadays nobody’s texting
I sink more into my shell
Then wonder why there ain’t no message
I refuse to let another friendship get fucked up from this music biz
Sick and tired of falling out with people I was once cool with
Jake sent me a real text like fuck man I just miss hanging
Who gives a fuck if you quit rapping?
I guess these things don’t happen
The way you planned out
At the album launch, a few months ago shit flopped bad
Had a few friends tell me keep going but at that point I’m like fuck that
Mentally I had checked out, now it’s too late for me to come back
Had to let it be like Paul Mac if it’s meant to be it’ll call back, yeah
Chorus:
Cos You’ll be fine
Just take a breath
Yeah you fell down
So watch your step
And bide your time
Try clear your head
Watch it come back
Like there you are, there you are
My old friend
My old friend
My old friend
Like there you are, there you are
My old friend
My old friend
My old friend
Like there you are, there you are
Verse 2:
I don’t even wanna think about
This time last year I’m out
By myself on the road, driving alone
Here on my pizza route
Used to cry to myself, real shit
Like 'how sway?!' I really fucked my life
Rappers claim that they’re out here
But their out here, is really inside
This next one is kinda embarrassing
Music shit put me in therapy
Honestly it’s kinda hard to admit
But venting it gives me some clarity
Put on a brave face just to save face
And act like it’s all cool?!
I put that shit all on the line, and came up with nothing
Really was I just a fool?
You’re so cool in your fuckin photos
All your tweets are so profound
But you can’t say hi to me
…That depends which friends around
Lately my attitude isn’t whatever… Look
I’m putting the pieces together
I’m trying to figure this life shit
I guess it just isn’t forever?
Chorus:
Cos You’ll be fine
Just take a breath
Yeah you fell down
So watch your step
And bide your time
Try clear your head
Watch it come back
Like there you are, there you are
My old friend
My old friend
My old friend
Like there you are, there you are
My old friend
My old friend
My old friend
Like there you are, there you are
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10. |
Unfinished in December
03:12
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Don’t know where to start
This ones coming from the heart
It’s 2AM I’m waking up
To pick this one apart
This is usually the track
Where all I do is drop some bars
Guess I had to switch it up
This time I took a different path
Chorus:
Driving through home town with the lights dim low in the open
Heard somebody said I changed, and I kinda feel the same, but I ain't notice
Cos I ain't done but its unfinished, yeah
Cos I ain't done but it's unfinished, yeah
I’m just hitting rewind, on the time that’s gone by in a moment
Look I ain't done but its unfinished, yeah
Cos I ain't done but it's unfinished, yeah
I'm reminiscing how it was, right before you jetted off for a moment
Verse:
No more fuckin interviews, I’d prefer to pass
Tell these haters suck a dick, hold a fuckin grudge
You be lying in your captions girl, but I ain’t one to judge
I know it’s an industry of who you know and not the craft
Look, all my paragraphs could go down as work of arts
And, Lost my share of blood from swimming with sharks
Man, I don’t deal with sucker shit when fame is just a drug
I rarely deal with drugs, cos the songs are like a buzz
Look you can check my folio, I been through the rodeo
I had ups and downs, but being broke it never broke me though
I been through the ringer man, I seen every high and low
Saw you playing festivals to serving me a coffee though
A lot of toxic people that you gotta try and cut away
But I kinda feel, that's a trendy thing to try and say
People playing petty games, not worried why their rent is late
I seen best of friends, stab each other in the shoulder blades
Everyone’s a critic now, really glad you had your say
I can see your trophy cabinet, front and centre on display
You would cut your nose off, just to try and spite your face
Make sure you don't drown, standing next to your own tidal wave
I seen people fall in pursuit just to try and make it rain
You would drink bleach, if it guaranteed you got a name
Why do people get a 'thirst', just to try acquire fame?
Ironic that a double ‘tap’, is something that we try to chase
Chorus:
Driving through home town with the lights dim low in the open
Heard somebody said I changed, and I kinda feel the same, but I ain't notice
Cos I ain't done but its unfinished, yeah
Cos I ain't done but it's unfinished, yeah
I’m just hitting rewind, on the time that’s gone by in a moment
Look I ain't done but its unfinished, yeah
Cos I ain't done but it's unfinished, yeah
And for a second, it just felt, like this place was really ours, for a moment
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Ryland Rose Melbourne, Australia
Hi, I'm Ryland Rose.
Real name Ryan.
Previously released music under 'Ry'.
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