Subject to Change

Hurt Like That

Nicer

All Around Me

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At the age of 22 Ethan Surman has spent a lifetime honing his craft. A true multi-instrumentalist, vocalist, and songwriter. A melding of Pop music fervor and static bedroom recordings. Rounding out an eclectic sound that skirts the lines of R&B, Indie, and Hip Hop.

Drawing inspiration from the likes of Dominic Fike, Daniel Caesar, Tame Impala, Stevie Wonder and the Beatles, Surman has formed an homage to the profoundly emotional works that raised him. Encapsulated in passionate writings and lyricism, as well as a visceral and moving live performance. Slamming together characters collected from rock bands with vocalists who bring soaring harmonies while adding moving piano melodies.

Having moved on from a scholarship at the Berklee College of Music, and recordings with world class producers in the works, Ethan Surman is a musician on the cusp of a bright expansion.

Forget To Come Down

Same (Alternate Version)

Lemonade

Lemoncholy

After the Party Ends

Daze Inn

Dancer

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LYRICS:
The way you move is something I just can’t explain
The way you touch, the way you fuck me
This craving never ever ever goes away, away

I know you really don’t like to talk about it
Remember when you cried in the car about it
I know I saw a side of you that I never saw yet
And I’ll never let that go

You won’t admit it but it’s kinda so obvious
That you wish I’d get my shit together, fuckin acknowledge
You said you’re nothing like my ex and babe I wanna believe that
I swear I wanna believe it
And I said

CHORUS
We can go to Paris
Fuck your parents, let’s go
Your friends don’t know me 
They just know the way you won’t let me go
And I don’t give a fuck about losing control
I tried to warn you babe
And now you’re just frustrated

I know that you’re frustrated
I promise I frustrate me too
I know that you’re frustrated
I’m sorry you're frustrated…. 

But it goes so hard when we go that far
Drive at night in my race car
You look so good but you feel so far
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
That every single ounce of conversation’s about the way
That I don’t know how to trust and I don’t wanna admit it
Cause if I talk about it, how am I supposed to forget it?
Anxiety is a bitch and I don’t wanna be in it

Fuck it, I’m in love
And fuck it if it’s hard
Drive all night til I let down my guard
You taste so good and you look like art
And she said… 

CHORUS
We can go to Paris
Fuck your parents, let’s go
Your friends don’t know me 
They just know the way you won’t let me go
And I don’t give a fuck about losing control
I tried to warn you babe
And now you’re just frustrated

I know that you’re frustrated
I promise I frustrate me too
I’m sorry you’re frustrated
I’m sorry you're frustrated
2x

LYRICS:
The way you move is something I just can’t explain
The way you touch, the way you fuck me
This craving never ever ever goes away, away

I know you really don’t like to talk about it
Remember when you cried in the car about it
I know I saw a side of you that I never saw yet
And I’ll never let that go

You won’t admit it but it’s kinda so obvious
That you wish I’d get my shit together, fuckin acknowledge
You said you’re nothing like my ex and babe I wanna believe that
I swear I wanna believe it
And I said

CHORUS
We can go to Paris
Fuck your parents, let’s go
Your friends don’t know me 
They just know the way you won’t let me go
And I don’t give a fuck about losing control
I tried to warn you babe
And now you’re just frustrated

I know that you’re frustrated
I promise I frustrate me too
I know that you’re frustrated
I’m sorry you're frustrated…. 

But it goes so hard when we go that far
Drive at night in my race car
You look so good but you feel so far
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
That every single ounce of conversation’s about the way
That I don’t know how to trust and I don’t wanna admit it
Cause if I talk about it, how am I supposed to forget it?
Anxiety is a bitch and I don’t wanna be in it

Fuck it, I’m in love
And fuck it if it’s hard
Drive all night til I let down my guard
You taste so good and you look like art
And she said… 

CHORUS
We can go to Paris
Fuck your parents, let’s go
Your friends don’t know me 
They just know the way you won’t let me go
And I don’t give a fuck about losing control
I tried to warn you babe
And now you’re just frustrated

I know that you’re frustrated
I promise I frustrate me too
I’m sorry you’re frustrated
I’m sorry you're frustrated
2x

Frustrated

twenty one, twenty two

monday

After the Party Ends

WENS

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