I can't hold the shame. I take all the blame for the pieces I created, for the light that went away. The prescription that I wrote. The addiction that I sold. To keep myself together, to keep myself alone. The person I became in a masochistic frame to nail up on the crutches that keep me sane. My story's halfway told. My trigger's halfway pulled. I don't want to go. I don't want to go. I'm a liar, but I do what I'm told. I hold on, and I grow old. The truth will pass me by, but in time I can run away. I've slid down every slope, hung from my own rope. Waiting for a reason, waiting for a hope. The gun is down my throat. The ending that I wrote. I don't want to go. I don't want to go. With all my motivation gone, I'll never write another song again. With inspiration on the shelf, I'll set up walls and lose myself in fear. With all my motivation gone, I'll never write another song again.
Effervescent pop without a drop of irony, perfectly geared for fans of the more dance-oriented side of indie music and Tears for Fears. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2023
Nashville’s Passion Fruit Boys nail the effervescent janglepop of ’80s college radio with bright guitars and immediate hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 1, 2022