"...That's Your Problem!" 💋

Composition and Vocals: Abbey Rose
Electric Guitar: Ash Griffin
Bass: Jared Baum
Drums: Conor Anderson-Vague

Recorded, Mixed and Produced by Toby Peterson-Stewart
Mastered by Forrester Savell

Cover Art:
Photography by Aneta Urbonaite
Graphic Design by Liam Bell
Abbey Rose logo by Hannah Guilford

Lyrics:

Oh, you’re acting cold, and it happened all of a sudden, yeah
Baby, well the old me would have been worried, but that was her, I’m me, yeah
There are not enough hours in the day, to spend them worrying about you
I’m doing my own thing, and I know what I bring, to the equation, you shouldn’t need persuasion 

If you can’t see what I’m bringing 
To the table of you and me
Then don’t freak out, when you miss out
When you finally realise 

That I’m all grown up and if you can’t show up 
When I need you then that’s alright
If you don’t know now, I’m done waiting round 
For you to make up your mind

If ya ain’t down to ride with me then that’s your (problem)
Ain’t giving me what I need then that’s your (problem)
Won’t waste time trynna make you see that that’s your (problem)
Because that’s your, yeah that’s your pro-o-blem

Oh it’s getting late
And you still won’t give me the time of day, yeah
I’m getting a little, too late, won’t wait
For you to rise to the occasion, and show appreciation

Same goes for you if you’re feeling my pain
If you’re feeling lonely in a crowded place 
Don’t forget your worth, you’ve got a heart of gold
Celebrate and elevate your body and soul

If you can’t see what I’m bringing 
To the table of you and me
Then don’t freak out, when you miss out
When you finally realise 

That I’m all grown up and if you can’t show up 
When I need you then that’s alright
If you don’t know now, I’m done waiting round 
For you to make up your mind

Gone are the days of waiting round
Are the days of feeling down
Are the days of settling for just the scraps of love 
Can’t ignore it anymore 
Because I’ve been through this before 
And I deserve a little bit more

If ya ain’t down to ride with me then that’s your (problem)
Ain’t giving me what I need then that’s your (problem)
Not gonna waste time trynna make you see that that’s your (problem)
Because that’s your, yeah that’s your problem

Ain't down to ride with me then that's your (problem)
Ain’t giving me what I need then that’s your (problem)
Won't waste time trynna make you see that that’s your (problem)
Because that’s your, yeah that’s your pro-o-blem
Yeah that’s your pro-o-blem

That's Your Problem

💔 "Not Interested." 💔

Composition and Vocals: Abbey Rose
Electric Guitar: Ash Griffin
Bass: Jared Baum
Drums: Conor Anderson-Vague

Recorded, Mixed and Produced by Toby Peterson-Stewart
Mastered by Forrester Savell

Cover Art:
Photography by Aneta Urbonaite
Graphic Design by Liam Bell
Abbey Rose logo by Hannah Guilford

Lyrics:

Fake friends and snake friends, I’ve had ‘em all
Only insecure people try to make you feel small, well 
Here’s what I’ve learnt, I will share this with you
Next time you face them, you’ll know what to do 

I’m not gonna take it, if you mess with me 
Squandering my love and my loyalty
Cross the line that’s it, and I cut 'em off I’m quick, 
And I press delete one click 

I’m not interested, how ‘bout you stay in your lane instead? (I-I-I’m not, not)
Interested yeah, how ‘bout you stay in your lane instead?

Telling me that we got problems, well I got problems
Yeah I got problems with you
Bugging me ain’t gonna solve ‘em, you gotta solve ‘em
That’s something you gotta do 
You believe you got problems, not yet
You ain’t seen nothing yet, not yet (ooh)

It’s not my department, if you wanna start shit
I’m busy g-getting mine, this is your caution
I do not forgive, I do not forget
I’m just doing me, try not to get upset

You check up on me, but I’m not checking on you
Stuck in the past, but I’m on something brand new
Cross the line that’s it, and I cut 'em off I’m quick, 
And I press delete one click

I’m not interested, how 'bout you stay in your lane instead? (I’m not, n-not)
Interested yeah, how 'bout you stay in your lane instead?

Clean up your life before you come for me, clean up your act before you step to me
Clean out your house before you shift the blame, clean out your mouth before you say my name 
Clean up your life before you come for me, clean up your act before you step to me
Clean out your house before you shift the blame, clean out your mouth before you say my name 

Telling me that we got problems, well I got problems
Yeah I got problems with you
Bugging me ain’t gonna solve 'em, you gotta solve 'em
That’s something you gotta do 
You believe you got problems, not yet
You ain’t seen nothing yet, not yet…

Telling me that we got problems, well I got problems
Yeah I got problems with you
Bugging me ain’t gonna solve 'em, you gotta solve 'em
That’s something you gotta do 
You believe you got problems, not yet
You ain’t seen nothing yet, not yet…

I’m not interested, how ‘bout you stay in your lane instead? (I’m not, n-not)
Interested yeah, how ‘bout you stay in your lane instead?
I’m not interested, how ‘bout you stay in your lane instead, yeah?
Interested, how 'bout you stay in your lane in-

Not Interested

⚔️ How 'Bout That ⚔️

Composition and Vocals: Abbey Rose
Electric Guitar: Ash Griffin
Bass: Jared Baum
Drums: Conor Anderson-Vague

Recorded, Mixed and Produced by Toby Peterson-Stewart
Mastered by Forrester Savell

Cover Art:
Photography by Emma Gillett
Graphic Design by Liam Bell
Abbey Rose logo by Hannah Guilford
Production Design and Hair by Emily Brown

Lyrics:

He is a Legendary Withered Feral Ghoul, Ghoul Reaper
Coming down the hallway, he’s a real creeper
Trynna run game, but I am the gamekeeper
Give him discipline like I am the school teacher

He’s a desiccated, decimated Ghoul Reaver
Damaged in the head, he’s a late night peeper
Say he trynna score, but I am the scorekeeper
Left right, goodnight, okay, nice to meet you

I’ve been dealing with this all night
I’ve been doing this my whole life
I’d like to see him catch me outside
Show him what it feels like
How ‘bout that?

He is a Restless Draugr, Draugr Scourge, Deathlord
Creeping in the shadows, too afraid to come forward and
I said no thanks, he start brandishing the sword 
Sovngarde awaits, he best respect his overlord

I’ve been dealing with this all night
I’ve been doing this my whole life
I’d like to see him catch me outside
Show him what it feels like

How ‘bout that, yeah yeah yeah yeah
How ‘bout that, yeah yeah
How ‘bout that, yeah yeah yeah yeah
How ‘bout that, yeah yeah

How ‘bout that, yeah yeah yeah yeah
How ‘bout that, hey yeah yeah
How ‘bout that, yeah yeah yeah yeah
How ‘bout that, yeah yeah

My patience wearing thin
And my forgiveness run dry
Sitting too close to me
And he brushed my thigh too many times
Staring at me, unwaveringly
If he come around, if he come again
If he come around again, yeah
I’mma push him right out in front of that bus, goodbye

How bout that, how bout that, how bout that
I hit him with the
How bout that, how bout that, how bout that
Hit him with a basebat

I’ve been dealing with this all night
I’ve been doing this my whole life
I’d like to see him catch me outside 
Show him what it feels like

How ‘bout that, yeah yeah yeah yeah
How ‘bout that, hey yeah yeah
How ‘bout that, yeah yeah yeah yeah
How ‘bout that, yeah yeah

How ‘bout that, how ‘bout that, how ‘bout that
How ‘bout that, how ‘bout that, how ‘bout that
How ‘bout that, how ‘bout that, how ‘bout that
How ‘bout that, how ‘bout that, how ‘bout that

How ‘bout that, how ‘bout that, how ‘bout that
I hit him with the
How ‘bout that, how ‘bout that, how ‘bout that
Hit him with a basebat

How 'Bout That

BIG TALK 💥📣
A rebellion against all things sleazy, greasy, crusty and creepy.

Composition and Vocals: Abbey Rose
Electric Guitar: Ash Griffin
Bass: Jared Baum
Drums: Conor Anderson-Vague

Recorded, Mixed and Produced by Toby Peterson-Stewart
Mastered by Forrester Savell

Cover Art:
Photography by Aneta Urbonaite
Graphic Design by Liam Bell
Abbey Rose logo by Hannah Guilford

Lyrics:

I’m not gonna wait to get the go ahead
And I’m not gonna wait to be taken by the hand
I’m not gonna wait for you to reply
And I’m not gonna wait because I don’t have time

Not gonna fit into your mould
Not gonna laugh at all your jokes
You won’t get nothing from me
Sorry but I’m not sorry

Big talk, big pockets, big watch just stop it
Big talk, big pockets, big watch
Big talk, big pockets, big watch, just stop it
Big talk, just stop it 

Well I don’t wanna get together
And I don’t wanna vibe
I don’t wanna go over to your house
Late at night, don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be your afterthought 
To fill your extra time, don’t wanna, don’t wanna
Well I don’t wanna hear your big ideas
But here’s one of mine 

Sorry but I’m not sorry
Sorry but I’m not sorry

Big talk, big pockets, big watch just stop it
Big talk, big pockets, big watch
Big talk, big pockets, big watch, just stop it
Big talk, just

You, you got a lot of big plans
And you know how to talk a real big game
But I have something I got to say
No offence, sorry but I’m not, sorry but I’m not sorry

Big talk, big pockets, big watch, just stop it
Big talk, big pockets, big watch, just stop it

Not gonna fit into your mould
Not gonna laugh at all your jokes
You won’t get nothing from me
Sorry but I’m not, I said I’m sorry but I’m not

Big talk, big pockets, big watch just stop it
Big talk, big pockets, big watch
Big talk, big pockets, big watch, just stop it
Big talk, just stop it 

Big talk, big pockets, big watch just stop it
Big talk, big pockets, big watch
Big talk, big pockets, big watch, just stop it
Big talk, just stop it

Big Talk

He: A snapshot of long-distance love. ✨

Composition, Vocals and Acoustic Guitar: Abbey Rose
Electric Guitar: Darvid Thor
Bass: Henry Jenkins
Drums: Hudson Whitlock
Percussion: Luis Poblete
Arrangement: Darvid Thor, Henry Jenkins and Hudson Whitlock

Recorded at The Aviary
Mixed by Bob Knob at Hope Street Studios
Mastered by Forrester Savell

Cover Art:
Photography by Jesse Gohier-Fleet
Abbey Rose Logo by Hannah Guilford

Lyrics:

He is the softest soul that I’ve ever known 
And we fly by night, he wears his armour by daytime
Transient morning light, transient life, to be beside him
He’s a car and a plane and a bus ride away
I wanna stay, I wanna stay this time
I wanna stay, I wanna stay this time

He was standing in between the pine trees
Your love is the dusk light and the breeze, filtering through the canopy
Pristine, mountain stream in your eyes
That’s what I see in you, beep boop
I wanna stay, I wanna stay this time
I wanna stay, I wanna stay this time

I love a man, with a stormy look and a fireplace in his heart
I love a man, with a stormy look and a fireplace in his heart

Railway crossings and footsteps and heartprints across his skin
Talk with me about everything
My best friend, yeah, he’s a king and he doesn’t even know it yet
I wanna stay, I wanna stay this time
I wanna stay, I wanna stay this time

I love a man, with a stormy look and a fireplace in his heart
I love a man, with a stormy look and a fireplace in his heart

He is the softest soul that I’ve ever known 
And we fly by night, he wears his armour by daytime
Transient morning light, transient life, to be beside him
He’s a car and a plane and a bus ride away, hey
He, he, he

✨

Canadian born, Darwin-raised songwriter and performer, making music in Melbourne/Naarm. 
BIG TALK is out now! 💥📣

Abbey Rose

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