Mistakes (Final)

Lovely Little Lies (LLL)

WHOREBLE

Shanghai Moon

I stop at the edge of town is your place crowded now
Oh I want you
Can't clear my head at all give me something strong and tall
Oh I want you
I'll be there by the end of day we can throw our lives away
Oh I want you
I know where the cars don't stop and there ain't no traffic cop
Oh I want you

I want something fun to do and all signs they point to you
Oh I want you
Don't put your toys away bad boys will come to play
Oh I want you
I've done worse things before but I know what loving’s for
Oh I want you
I want everything you got want it hard want it heavy hot
Oh I want you

Am I the one to be the one to see the one, another lover
Am I the one to be the one to see the one, another lover
Am I the one to be the one to see the one, another lover
Am I the one to be the one to see the one, another lover

Are we the locks that hold in place
Are you the one who flies with grace
Am I that light that falls in outer space

I know what hands can do and the things they slip into
Oh I want you
It’s your lips I adore and their taste I’m craving more
Oh I want you
We drink the potion now its all slow motion now
Oh I want you
You have a grip so tight don’t let me go tonight
Oh I want you

I Want You

Wrote and recorded this track with vocals, acoustic, electric flavors, drum machine, and a placeholder bassline. Big thanks to Ryan for adding some killer harmonies, guitar layers, bass, and for mixing it all together — made the whole thing shine. Check out his tracks here: https://soundcloud.com/ryan-bliven

Is It Dark Yet? (Ryan B Mix)

our Tribute to  the GTO Association of America

https://youtu.be/grY0zHijm2M?si=YBMEbX478_B4fYpJ
[Verse]
Wheels are screaming down the street tonight
Headlights cutting through the black
A violent light
Rust on the edge but the engine's alive
A rebel heart in metal
It thrives


[Chorus]
Riding with my GTO
No map no plan
The asphalt’s a preacher
I’m its biggest fan
Gravel kicks up
Leaves a scar on the land
Riding with my GTO
Just me and the sand

[Verse 2]
The roar of the motor is a battle cry
Shadows chasing but they can’t catch my sky
Windows down
Wind howls like it’s mad
Freedom tastes bitter but it’s all I’ve had

[Chorus]
Riding with my GTO
No map no plan
The asphalt’s a preacher
I’m its biggest fan
Gravel kicks up
Leaves a scar on the land
Riding with my GTO
Just me and the sand

[Bridge]
Smoke curls up like a ghost in the air
Tires grip the edge
I don’t even care
Dashboard’s cracked but the spirit’s whole
This car’s got a body but it’s got my soul

[Chorus]
Riding with my GTO
No map no plan
The asphalt’s a preacher
I’m its biggest fan
Gravel kicks up
Leaves a scar on the land
Riding with my GTO
Just me and the sand

Bandcamp

GTO (Tribute to  the GTO Association of America)

Artwork: Andy Warhol


I really wish you'd hear me as I spill
my thoughts out loud...cause
all this time I've been sacred
not just a sacred clown...cause Imma star
from the cosmos...a bloodline of the royals
and since time is just a construct
and spirals up as coils
I'm beginning to surmise...cause yea bae
I am that wise
and now I understand that with the 
planetary turning, and all these bridges burning
gonna find the truth in all these lies
yea 
out ur hands up against that wall
cause bae...ur doin the perp crawl
yea go now go down
doin the perp crawl as U fall
O yea and
I really wish you'd hear me as I spill
my thoughts out loud...cause
all this time I've been sacred
not just a sacred clown...cause Imma star
from the cosmos...a bloodline of the royals
and since time is a construct
and spirals up as coils
I'm beginning to surmise...cause yea bae
I am that wise

The Perp Crawl

Come On In by Edwin H. Balder
come on in, coat on the rack
you’ve been runnin’, now you’re back
we saved your seat and the drink’s begun—
so come on in... you're not the only one
she came in late with the rain in her curls
heels talkin’ fast like a girl in pearls
said “i left a man with an ego to burn”
“he played my heart, but forgot the turn”
the bartender nodded like he knew the type
wiped the glass slow, poured her something ripe
and when the piano slid into “misty skies”
she cracked a grin, and let it cry
come on in, to the blues and the brass
where the past don’t ask, and the nights don’t pass
we got room for your wreck, your thrill, your spin—
so come on in, darlin’... come on in
next came a cat with a voice like stone
tapped his pack, said “i’m always alone”
but when the band hit that second bar
he pulled a stool like a midnight star
told a tale of love on a Berlin train
left her laughing in the summer rain
now he sings along in a smoky croon
like heartbreak’s just another tune
come on in, where the low lights shine
where pain’s in rhythm and wrong feels fine
we don’t judge what you’ve been in—
come on in, my friend... come on in
a woman in red took the mic like a vow
said, “this song’s for the ones who don’t know how”
“to hold it all without lettin’ go—”
“to miss, forgive, and never show”
and lord, when her voice found that major nine
even the chandeliers swayed in time
she sang “welcome home” like it was grace
and the whole damn room found their place
come on in, where your past don’t weigh
where the scars got swing and the band will play
we’ve all been wrong, but it ain’t no sin—
so come on in, baby... come on in
the lights are low, the love is loud
this is your seat in a bruised-up crowd
we saved the song, the smoke, the grin—
come on in... just come on in
the lights are low, the love is loud
this is your seat in a bruised-up crowd
we saved the song, the smoke, the grin—
come on in... just come on in
come on in... just come on in
come on in... just ...come.....  on...... in....

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
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