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Phoebe Ryan – Dead

Texas born Phoebe Ryan is back at it with an infectious new original titled Dead, and it’s got even strict Hip-Hop heads swaying to that hook. Typically we don’t post too much Indie Pop per say, but it’s important to highlight up-and-comers that are absolutely primed for stardom. Phoebe Ryan has one of those voices that’s impossibile not to notice. And she’s now back with a new original track, called Dead, a downtempo pop tune where she proves that comparison with other popstress like Tove Love are not plucked out of thin air. Flirting with both the mainstream and more sought electronic sounds, Phoebe has the potential to get to wide audience that is waiting for her.

Phoebe Ryan - Dead

“Dead” is Phoebe Ryan’s third single, and second original single after “Mine” in early 2015. As smooth and seductive as Mine was tribal and booming, Dead is nothing less than a very slick, lush electropop single. Be in no doubt: this is a good thing.

Phoebe Ryan – Dead

Phoebe Ryan – Dead Lyrics:
I’ve made mistakes, been dishonest
Self-estranged, did what I wanted
I was a fake, I slept just the same
I’m not a saint, no, I’m not a saint
Oh, no it doesn’t make sense
Oh, no I don’t understand
CHORUS:
When things are good
I don’t believe that they’re for real
I really wish I could just tell myself I gotta feel
Feel something else instead
Cause lately life is like a dream
It’s messing with my head
I must be dead
I’ve been a wreck, took things too far
Made a mess, felt like a star
I’ve broken hearts and goddamn I slept the same
I’m not a saint, no, I’m not a saint
Oh, no it doesn’t make sense
Oh, no I don’t understand
CHORUS:
When things are good
I don’t believe that they’re for real
I really wish I could just tell myself I gotta feel
Feel something else instead
Cause lately life is like a dream
It’s messing with my head
I must be dead
So, suddenly it’s all picture perfect
Life is so good and I don’t deserve it
CHORUS:
When things are good
I don’t believe that they’re for real
I really wish I could just tell myself I gotta feel
Feel something else instead
Cause lately life is like a dream
It’s messing with my head
I must be dead, I must be dead
I must be dead (I must be dead I don’t believe it)
I must be dead (I tell myself I could be dreaming)
I must be dead (I must be dead I don’t believe it)

Phoebe Ryan - Dead

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