Saturday I'm going to keep myself inside
Satisfied that I've convinced you to confide
Back and forth, we've been enacting our own deaths
Petrified of how to spend our final breaths
Tired of telling stories
Tired of telling lies
I could make you into me
You could make me into you
We might stop this crushingly
But we're only telling truths
Yesterday I had a dream that you were fine
Yet it seemed that all your problems now were mine
Waking up, am I relaxed or am I scared?
Taking stock of the extent to which I care
Tired of telling falsehoods
Tired of seeming free
And the winter makes you soft
As the cold redeems your bones
And misfortune makes you love
And then love leaves you alone
Moody and moving, Good Good Blood’s “Son of a Gun” has a richness and breadth that belies its home-recording roots. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 30, 2017
The first full-length release from this St. Louis group is full of simple, sweet dream pop songs with a touch of Paisley Underground fuzz. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 24, 2018
Super sweet indie pop compilation with new tracks from Trust Fund, Boosegumps, etc. benefits the St. Louis Legal Fund. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 4, 2017