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🔻 Personal Reflection
This song came from the hollow — the place where everything you once believed about love, safety, and identity burns away. It’s about what remains when pain stops being punishment and becomes proof of existence. “Filled With Flesh” is my reminder that being alive sometimes hurts more than dying — but it’s also where you start to feel again. Every breath, every distorted sound in this track is that rediscovery.

Filled With Flesh

by 4Me2BeFree

Verse 1
I start to die
insides turning night

Verse 2
Caught me at the end
take me—I give in
mouth wide—can’t speak
death’s at my feet

Pre-Chorus
Take me...

Chorus
Fuck me, love me, break me
be this pain that takes me
Bite me, smack me, trap me
Hold my parts make me feel

Bridge
Take away this sound
forced under—make me drown
lungs, heart—broken bound
losing me—all that’s left now found

Final Chorus
Fuck me, love me, break me
be this pain that takes me
Bite me, smack me, trap me
find my parts make me feel

Outro
Take me — pride has died
Pull me under — let this drown
Lungs filled with blood and flesh
Becoming all that's left


🔻 4Me2BeFree
For 4Me2BeFree, “Filled With Flesh” stands as a manifesto for transformation through honesty. Our sound isn’t meant to comfort — it’s meant to awaken. We turn trauma into texture, confession into percussion, and vulnerability into rhythm. Each song is a cinematic reflection of what it means to break and rebuild, to scream in color until you find silence again.

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Filled With Flesh

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