Orla Gartland (born 3 February 1995) is an Irish singer-songwriter from Dub… Read Full Bio ↴Orla Gartland (born 3 February 1995) is an Irish singer-songwriter from Dublin known for her quirky folk pop, bursting with personality and catchy melodies. Her songs are all tied together by her distinctive, celtic-infused vocal and trademark animated live performance.
Following 11.5 million hits on youtube and almost 80k likes on Facebook, Gartland independently released her first single in 2011 which reached top 10 iTunes placement in over 17 countries. Since then, 2 EPs have followed.
Following 11.5 million hits on youtube and almost 80k likes on Facebook, Gartland independently released her first single in 2011 which reached top 10 iTunes placement in over 17 countries. Since then, 2 EPs have followed.
Bloodline / Difficult Things
Orla Gartland Lyrics
(Oh, here comes trouble)
I think it's kinda fun to trace it
Back to where it all began
Back in Dublin, in the kitchen
Up late talking to my mam
She was standing by the oven
A strong and stoic woman
I saw her as an equal, as a friend
And I saw myself inside her
A sobering reminder
We all become our mother in the end
You can leave it all behind
Skip a beat in the bloodline
And you've been hiding all your life, it's time
To skip a beat in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
I always feel like I'm the bad guy (oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause I'm the one that up'd and left
It kinda feels like living two lives (oh, oh, oh, oh)
And always trying to catch your breath
Now I
Gotta go my own way
Talk about a cliché
Remember to call home on the weekend
The radio is blaring
We turn into my parents
And it goes dark
And then it starts
And then it starts again
If you leave it all behind
Skip a beat in the bloodline
And you've been hiding all your life, it's time
To skip a beat in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh, in the bloodline
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
That's a nice one
Can I see the photograph when you take it?
I might let ya
Orla, happy face
Happy face
Who's going partying? Who's sad in photographs? Your sweet face
Ah Orla, you're ruining all your friend's photographs
I don't wanna run away
But you, you don't get me
I, I keep it all in
'Cause we never talk about difficult things
I don't wanna run away
But you, you don't get me
I, I keep it all in
'Cause we never talk about difficult things
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We never talk about difficult things
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We never talk about difficult things
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We never talk about difficult things
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We never talk about difficult things
I think it's kinda fun to trace it
Back to where it all began
Back in Dublin, in the kitchen
Up late talking to my mam
She was standing by the oven
A strong and stoic woman
I saw her as an equal, as a friend
A sobering reminder
We all become our mother in the end
You can leave it all behind
Skip a beat in the bloodline
And you've been hiding all your life, it's time
To skip a beat in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
I always feel like I'm the bad guy (oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause I'm the one that up'd and left
It kinda feels like living two lives (oh, oh, oh, oh)
And always trying to catch your breath
Now I
Gotta go my own way
Talk about a cliché
Remember to call home on the weekend
The radio is blaring
We turn into my parents
And it goes dark
And then it starts
And then it starts again
If you leave it all behind
Skip a beat in the bloodline
And you've been hiding all your life, it's time
To skip a beat in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh, in the bloodline
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
That's a nice one
Can I see the photograph when you take it?
I might let ya
Orla, happy face
Happy face
Who's going partying? Who's sad in photographs? Your sweet face
Ah Orla, you're ruining all your friend's photographs
I don't wanna run away
But you, you don't get me
I, I keep it all in
'Cause we never talk about difficult things
I don't wanna run away
But you, you don't get me
I, I keep it all in
'Cause we never talk about difficult things
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We never talk about difficult things
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We never talk about difficult things
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We never talk about difficult things
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We never talk about difficult things
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Nathan Cox, Orla Gartland
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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ok yes
here besties. some lyrics to psychoanalyze your relation to
[Verse 1]
I think it's kinda fun to trace it
Back to where it all began
Back in Dublin, in the kitchen
Up late talking to my mam
She was standing by the oven
A strong and stoic woman
I saw her as an equal, as a friend
And I saw myself inside her, a sobering reminder
We all become our mother in the end
[Chorus]
You can leave it all behind
Skip a beat in the bloodline
And you've been hiding all your life, it's time
To skip a beat in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
[Verse 2]
I always feel like I'm the bad guy
'Cause I'm the one that upped and left
It kind of feels like living two lives
And always tryna catch your breath
Now I've gotta go my own way
Talk about a cliche
Remember to call home on the weekend
The radio is blaring
We turn into my parents
It goes dark, and then it starts, then it starts again
[Chorus]
You can leave it all behind
Skip a beat in the bloodline
And you've been hiding all your life, it's time
To skip a beat in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
[Outro]
I don't wanna run away
But you, you don't get me
I, I keep it all in
'Cause we never talk about difficult things
I don't wanna run away
But you, you don't get me
I, I keep it all in
'Cause we never talk about difficult things
We never talk about difficult things
We never talk about difficult things
We never talk about difficult things
We never talk about difficult things
yellownick
As a guy with a loving but complicated relationship with my parents, this song hits a really special chord in my soul.
What an excellent album Orla, I loved (and love) being part of your journey. So incredibly excited for you and what's coming!
Em Claire
“We all become our mother in the end” —why would you do this to me, Orla 😭
C darieal
So you can skip a beat in the bloodline <3
ok yes
here besties. some lyrics to psychoanalyze your relation to
[Verse 1]
I think it's kinda fun to trace it
Back to where it all began
Back in Dublin, in the kitchen
Up late talking to my mam
She was standing by the oven
A strong and stoic woman
I saw her as an equal, as a friend
And I saw myself inside her, a sobering reminder
We all become our mother in the end
[Chorus]
You can leave it all behind
Skip a beat in the bloodline
And you've been hiding all your life, it's time
To skip a beat in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
[Verse 2]
I always feel like I'm the bad guy
'Cause I'm the one that upped and left
It kind of feels like living two lives
And always tryna catch your breath
Now I've gotta go my own way
Talk about a cliche
Remember to call home on the weekend
The radio is blaring
We turn into my parents
It goes dark, and then it starts, then it starts again
[Chorus]
You can leave it all behind
Skip a beat in the bloodline
And you've been hiding all your life, it's time
To skip a beat in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
Oh, in the bloodline
[Outro]
I don't wanna run away
But you, you don't get me
I, I keep it all in
'Cause we never talk about difficult things
I don't wanna run away
But you, you don't get me
I, I keep it all in
'Cause we never talk about difficult things
We never talk about difficult things
We never talk about difficult things
We never talk about difficult things
We never talk about difficult things
sam A
I can only aspire to be as cool as Orla playing guitar
Mathemagics
what a mood
CGExp
I think we lost when she played the ukulele as a kid in the beginning of the video
Daniel Munguía
i'd even settle just with shaking my head to the rhythm the same way she does c':
Dylan
As an Irish guy I feel this song on another, heartbreaking, level. Family is such a prominent thing in this country but it's always so hard to connect with your parents especially when you want to branch out and do your own thing in such a small country
alison
THIS ALBUM HAS NO SKIPS IM GOING TO BE LISTENING TO THIS ON REPEAT