Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christian Lee Hutson
Christian Lee Hutson
Guitar
Caroline Buckman
Caroline Buckman
Viola
Ethan Gruska
Ethan Gruska
Sampler
Marisa Kuney
Marisa Kuney
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Lee Hutson
Christian Lee Hutson
Songwriter
Nathaniel Walcott
Nathaniel Walcott
String Arranger

Lyrics

The beds were all made I slept on the floor First time in love and she called you a whore We thought that they might Try to send you out of state Nothing could be done then To keep me away I hope you catch a break Oldest daughter At seven lakes Treading water Sealing up the crawlspace Found your little stash Won't be like your brother We're gonna get you back You tried too hard to convince us you were no longer at risk The medicine can only help you if you're sick So you're gonna have to stay A little longer At seven lakes Barely treading water The birds here sound just like an old arcade game You ask what I'm up to More of the same I'm gonna turn up the page Build an altar At seven lakes Underwater
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