I can't keep putting this on
I can't keep talking in circles
I live for half truths
And half baked lies
I mean every word that I say
You can't see past my stone face
You eat it right up
Right out of my hands
Each night as you sleep
I destroy the world
Pray my soul to keep
But it's sick and spoiled
I can't keep leading this on
I can't keep shedding my skin off
I simmer slowly
But sure enough
When my horns grow out of my head
And you see me for my true self
You can't change a heart that's already dead
Try as you might but you know that it's true love
Open your eyes
Open up your fucking eyes
Avi Buffalo had a hand in producing this cassette of Lowpines' serene, self-described "Lo-fi-Anglo-Americana pop songs." Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 28, 2016
Greta Kline continues translating the tiny details of every day life into pop songs with universal scope on her upcoming full-length. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 20, 2019