She opened the homeroom door to let us out
I've got some friends but I'm all alone
Spare me just today, I get enough shit from my dad
Knock me to the ground rub my face down in the woodchips
"Break it up break it up", She hollers out.
"I get enough shit from the man.
I'm so fed up, that's enough."
As we pile on the baggage and emotional scars.
Who are you?
And the stones you threw In the glass houses we built
You don't care about the problems that you are.
This Nashville trio make ultra-catchy indie rock (in the '90s sense of the term) with taut musicianship and a freewheeling spirit. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2021