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"Be Your Man" - The new single from Freedom Fry. Coming Friday, September 17.

Freedom Fry - Be Your Man

Mama taught me silence before I could cry,
How to keep small when the thunder rolled by.
Her love came heavy, sweet and rough,
And I learned early that enough ain’t enough.
They said a girl should fade like dusk —
Soft on the eyes, quiet with trust.

Yeah, I got the Invisible Girl Blues,
Learned how to vanish just to get through.
Still I rise with the wind’s slow sigh,
Still I breathe, just to stay alive.
Yeah, I got the Invisible Girl Blues.

Dinner plates shining, voices tight,
I learned how to fold myself at night.
Chairs scrape slow, the air don’t move,
The rhythm of shame’s a hardened groove.
And all that weight, it don’t belong —
But I’ve been carrying it too long.

Yeah, I got the Invisible Girl Blues,
Born in the quiet I couldn’t refuse.
Still I rise with the wind’s slow sigh,
Still I breathe beneath the sky.
Yeah, I got the Invisible Girl Blues.

Somewhere between the ribs and spine,
Lives a whisper that won’t align.
A hollow temple, a steady beat,
A ghost that hums beneath the heat.
And I, the echo dressed in skin,
Keep on living where I’ve been.

Yeah, I got the Invisible Girl Blues,
I shine like sorrow in the dew.
Still I rise with the wind’s slow sigh,
Still I breathe, and the world walks by.
Yeah, I got the Invisible Girl Blues.

Invisible Girl Blues

One in 8 Men” is a gritty, soul-driven boom bap anthem that flips a personal journey with prostate cancer into a powerful message for awareness. The title speaks to the reality: one in eight men will face prostate cancer in their lifetime. Over raw West Coast production, the lyrics paint the struggle of surgery and recovery while stressing early detection, prevention, and the importance of getting checked

Six Scars Deep

How Much Are You Really Worth?

Cody Ash - May

MAYBE this had to go to waste 
Didn't feel the same 
Caught in the old mess
MAYBE your love just faded away 
With nothing more to say 
But something still remained 


MAYBE  it's not my place to say
What went wrong with this 
Old love … this Old love

MAYBE I've gone to far to say
That I don't feel the same 
Lost in this Old place 

Maybe it's not my place to say
What went wrong with this 
Old love… this Old love

MAYBE

it's more of a rant than a song haha + lots of background vox! (shrinking violet = an exaggeratedly shy person)

shall be on upcoming album<333 stay tuuuuned

Shrinking Violet (demo)

I've Been Tryin' (the impressions)

Harley Alexander's new mini-album 'Spill Kid' is out October 20th on Sports Day Records.

Written, recorded and performed by Harley, Spring 2017 in Beaverdell BC, Calgary, AB and Prince Edward County, ON // Artwork by Myles Fairhead

Pre-order: https://goo.gl/9p9Rqd

Lyrics: she says that my words are like tiny bricks 
more like poetry than pickup sticks 
hiding knees and scraped up toes 
hanging over the window 

my sandbox has got room for more 
even when the sky's about to pour 
a salty lick, we're up all night 
that spongey kick... 
turns the tide 


i never wanted to go 
(oh no...) 
she took me under 
her fancy-- 

clouds are my friends when I've been on drugs 
moss is the place that i know and love 
a bridge that meets the garden wall 
ancient oak trees a hundred feet tall 

i'm movin from the city now to somewhere different 
glidin' down towards the cold pacific 
the spooky sounds of the bugs n the darkness 
the first time i drank was in a park like this 

i wanted to go 
she took me under.. 
her fancy clothes

Harley Alexander - Tiny Bricks

RALPH TV's second single released on Nice Guys Records, the new indie pop adventure of Delicieuse Musique.

Shake This Feelin'

Steady

STRONGBOY - Steady

Hospitality - Argonauts

Sugar Candy Mountain

In My Own World

Nothing Bothers Me

Ways

Twelfth song off "Calendar", out on December 31st!
Artwork by Eli Wengrin
--
I can’t see what's right in front of me
I’m still living in the past
I can’t keep up it’s going way too fast
I suppose that I’m just getting older
I’m afraid I haven’t lived enough
I spend so much time on my own

I should stop feeling sorry for myself
'Cause in the end I’m pretty fine
Just another product of my time
Take the time to talk all these things through
Don’t leave it bottled up inside 'cause that
Just leaves you feeling blue

I’ve got so much time but I never feel bored
Anxiety keeps knocking at the door
Just like Ian said, “I want to be adored”
Or like Nina, “Baby I’ve been your whore”

I should strive to always feel my best
But it takes a little bit of work
And I usually just want to rest
Make some space where I can feel alive
Without anyone telling me
I’ll take the responsibility

I’ve got so much time but I never feel bored
Anxiety keeps knocking at the door
Just like Ian said, “I want to be adored”
or like Nina, “Baby I’ve been your whore”

I’ve got so much time but I never feel bored
Anxiety keeps knocking at the door
Just like Ian said, “I want to be adored”
or like Nina, “Baby I’ve been your whore”

Never Bored (feat. Jimmy Kraft &  mnngg)

backseat drifting

thinking about returning my humanity and living life as a full-time abstract concept

I've Been Tryin' (the impressions)

Aldous RH

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