Suppose You Grow (2020)

The Flu (feat. Cayla Fralick)

I was a sad sack lunch
out at the state park once.
She dug the cray’s head clear straight through the hook,
and as I expressed my doubts
she caught a rainbow trout and I caught the flu.

And I bought a birthday dress.
Wore it just once then left
it hanging up there like a joke told too soon.
Packing to leave that house,
I had my lies laid out and he had no clue.

Oh I’ll break or bury this, whichever fits.
Oh I’ll break and bury this.

And I took a backseat trip
back east to bite my lip.
You got away with it, and I hope it hurts,
‘cause even when things go south
I’d rather shut my mouth than say something first.

And I didn’t know I’d lost.
I had my signals crossed.
All of my language wrong and worse than I meant.
‘Cause each way you size me up,
factoring in my luck, I can’t contend.

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from Suppose You Grow, released August 21, 2020
Words and music by Stagbriar and Cayla Fralick.

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