Max Frost
Max Frost is a producer and songwriter from Austin, TX signed to Atlantic Records.
Frost developed his eclectic style of music playing in various projects throughout his teen years. He became a musician when he was eight, and started playing shows at 12, collaborating with a diverse array of artists like Austin icon Bob Schneider and hip-hop MC/producer Kydd. After hearing musicians like Erykah Badu and D’Angelo in his late teens, Frost began incorporating hip-hop elements into his blues-inspired stylings Read Full BioMax Frost is a producer and songwriter from Austin, TX signed to Atlantic Records.
Frost developed his eclectic style of music playing in various projects throughout his teen years. He became a musician when he was eight, and started playing shows at 12, collaborating with a diverse array of artists like Austin icon Bob Schneider and hip-hop MC/producer Kydd. After hearing musicians like Erykah Badu and D’Angelo in his late teens, Frost began incorporating hip-hop elements into his blues-inspired stylings, interested in the idea of combining modern rhythms with classic vintage tones in his music.
In September 2012 Frost decided to leave the University of Texas-Austin, where he was studying English, to pursue his solo career. He released a single, “White Lies,” which hit No. 1 on The Hype Machine’s “Most Popular Tracks on Blogs Now.” Max channeled the song’s success into the creation of his debut EP, Low High Low, which was released in October 2013 by Atlantic Records.
Frost has stated that “The songs all connect to polar emotional states in life – highs and lows – giving the EP its name.” The theme continues in the production aesthetics of low-fi and high-fi, which continues as the basic concept in his music.
In December 2013, "White Lies" was featured in a commercial for Beats Electronics.

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White Lies
Max Frost Lyrics


I'm picking up really sketch vibes
My woman's been telling me lies
About other men
About where she's been hanging

Suspicious thoughts in my mind
Been brewing up over time
"He's just a friend,"
When to me he's a stranger

I can hold no evidence
But I can't think emotionless
And something in your choice of dress
Tonight can lead to just one guess

White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen

White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen

Its been keeping me up every night
Most of the time
I toss and turn in bed and I try
Not to explode
When you arrive
Sneaking through the door
Like it ain't 5
Like this house ain't mine

Yes I been picking up really sketch vibes
And I keep looking over at your side
Wondering where you been
Thinking that he ain't a friend
Knowing that thoughts are a sin
And so I'll say it again

White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen

White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen

I'm picking up really sketch vibes
My woman's been telling me lies
About other men
About where she's been hanging

White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen

White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen

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Written by: Matthew Frost

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TheBlueSlipperss

lyrics:
I'm picking up really sketch vibes
My woman's been telling me lies
About other men
About where she's been hanging

Suspicious thoughts in my mind
Been brewing up over time
"He's just a friend,"
When to me he's a stranger

I can hold no evidence
But I can't think emotionless
And something in your choice of dress
Tonight can lead to just one guess

White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen
White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen

Its been keeping me up every night
Most of the time
I toss and turn in bed and I try
Not to explode
When you arrive
Sneaking through the door
Like it ain't 5
Like this house ain't mine

Yes I been picking up really sketch vibes
And I keep looking over at your side
Wondering where you been
Thinking that he ain't a friend
Knowing that thoughts are a sin
And so I'll say it again

White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen
White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen

I'm picking up really sketch vibes
My woman's been telling me lies
About other men
About where she's been hanging

White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen
White Lies
You try
Can't blind my eyes
You got your red dress on
And you want to play
Like I can't know things that I've never seen



Perry the platypus

Im picking up a very specific vibe:

Your wife for 7 years, an accountant whom you love dearly, is going on a lot of business conferences lately.

You follow her in your truck and get out once you notice the crowd thicken. The blinking neon lights of the Mardi Gras festivals blind you as you chase her through the crowd. She slips in and out of the people in feathers... and you notice she changed her attire;

She’s got her red dress on.

And there’s a guy in a red tie with her.

Your heart jumps as you notice him follow her into a bathroom. You pause, ripping your cap of you head, as if it would relieve the sudden rise of temperature. After a hesitant second, you throw your cap on the ground and run into the bathroom.

Your beautiful wife, is stained in the same red that’s spilt over the tiled floors. Theres blood everywhere... and it all streams from a body laying on a pool of crimson.

You look up, and your wife is holding the gun.

“Honey, You killed him!”

“Honey?” the man in the red tie looks at you and says with a sense of urgency, “Do you know this person Agent?” He drills his eyes into you and says in a voice an octave deeper, “I’m calling neuro cleanup., Agent. HQ will be all over this otherwise”

Your wife ignores him and whispers “You’re not supposed to be here honey!”

You lower you voice to match the red tie’s and say with a slight hint of desperation,
“I thought you were an accountant!”

You watch uselessly as your wife turns to the red tie and his ringing phone. Time distorts itself as you watch her raise her gun and shoot the phone out of the red ties hand.

“Agent!” The red tie calls as your wife grabs your hand and flees into the crowd once again- with you by her side.

“Your crazy, you know that?” She calls you as she grips your hand tighter.

“Yeah,” you reply weakly, the events of the last minute not quite making sense in your head

“... crazy for you.”



All comments from YouTube:

YesReneau

been playing this on repeat

Dave C.

Addictive tune

Toni V.

Same

Hamy Pajamas

Yo fam me too

Faisal

I'm high as a kite rn and been listening to this on repeat for over an hour.

SwimmingInHoney

I don’t think I’ll ever get over the fact that this isn’t on Spotify

SwimmingInHoney

@pogchamp ah yes! I was insanely happy to find this out! Thank god for tik tok highlighting the problem lmfao

pogchamp

hey, it’s on spotify! you probably know, but. just in case :)

Lucy Heartfilia

@Maya Ishku I-

Maya Ishku

@Aleksandra Furczon yay it's up!!

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