Baby Hotline lyrics

Baby Hotline

Please hold me close to you

Baby flatline

Still time to do it too

Baby snack time

Chow down to earth but in your head

She's a hoarder of quarters

And no boundary boredom

No boundary boredom

I can tell that your drinking eye

Has never opened

I insist somebody will die

And I hate moping

Wishing that the pills let you cry

And I hate hoping

Someday I will go back outside

And see her ok