Flu Baby - Dedication Song / Hug Me; So That I May Cry (Full Single Strean)

Stream Client History Form now: https://linktr.ee/flubabyband 0:00 - Dedication Song Lyrics: This one goes out to Lacey Garden I'm sorry for everything that I started I could use somebody to get me off and/ Or I could fall in another coffin ‘Til death do we start to feel it more often The longing again for something that's lost and I'm reaching again for notes I cut off and I’m singing again, but the melody’s off I wasted three fucking years of three birthday wishes Hoping the lock wouldn't break, but you pulled out the stitches Take the bolt cutters to memories of feeling sore Is there more to throw away? ‘Don’t want to end up wanting more But honest, it gets harder some days inside my head Fought it till I fell asleep, it played there instead But, wake up in the morning, do you know where I stand? Hottest motherfucker hits the town, I am them This next one goes out to Martin Pike What would it feel like to end someone’s life I’d throw it away instead of keeping inside What if I went off the deep end tonight I feel susceptible to an amount of peer pressure I could use drugs and alcohol to feel better Twitching my eyes till they close, I feel lesser Put me on blast but I put in the effort I wasted three fucking years and all my fucking wishes On hoping the lock wouldn't break, but you pulled out the stitches But, I fear I’m doing better without all the stimulation Listen to your problems, reflect on my situation Like, hell, never waking up to worry again And, well, never staying on one side of the fence I fell first to trespassing by my own intent And I fell first in love, but I was pulled up again 3:08 - Hug Me; So That I May Cry Lyrics: She called me today so say good morning but it didn't hit the same Stayed on the phone for as long as I could cause my dopamine needs a hit of pain She talks like someone I know I’m not, but it's for the plot and I hate it that way One day this little binge will end and i'll have to explain away That seems like such a nice spot, just wanted to go there with you someday I'm standing outside somebody's house and thinking I might indulge, insane I hope these songs find you well, I’m rotting and plotting inside today I want the story to go my way, I've made up my mind and I've made up your place Are you talking to him while I'm talking to her ‘Cause I breathe his name under my breath like a slur I hope you know that the grip of my iron fist hurts But I hold on and I just hope for the worst Early to the bugs and all the spiders on my skin I thought I had more years left, but is this truly it? Beautiful and rotting, like the nothing that I’ve been Thoughts and remarks pulling hard to close the coffin lid Repressed in the soil have I left the past, it stays Buried in the mind to let me repeat those mistakes Like combing through the cars to find the color that I hate And thinking all the thoughts will magically go away Running through the bends just to reach this specific day The time where, maybe, one day, I will take her onto a date And maybe, only then, will I discover my fate Or maybe I’m too young to keep it from goin’ away No, I won’t be home for dinner I’ve got too much on my plate Maybe I won’t see home forever When you move so far away No, I won’t be home for dinner I’ve got too much on my plate And you know I’ll be yours forever Can’t let myself look away Are you talking to him while I'm talking to her ‘Cause I breathe his name under my breath like a slur I hope you know the grip of my iron fist hurts But I hold on and I just hope for the worst Support Flu Baby: Bandcamp: https://flubaby.bandcamp.com Instagram:   / flubabyband