I spend my time
Draped in hospital gowns
Held static in waiting rooms
For you to do your rounds
Glad my illness subsides
When you're around
It's a virtual high
But I'll take what I get
I thought you learnt
A thing or two
About a thing
Called sacrifice
That Jesus memorabilia
Around your neck
Shoulda told you so
Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul
Who drew the bags
Under your eyes
Did I contribute
To your demise
The tables prepped
And the lights are low
I'm half praying
That you don't show
I thought you learnt
A thing or two
About a thing
called sacrifice
That Jesus memorabilia
Around your neck
Shoulda told you so
Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice Before that I got heavy soul
Never thought I'd be the type To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul
Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul
Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul
Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta Heavy soul
I've got a heavy soul
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