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Woodwork
65
Folk
Woodwork was released on September 26, 2025 by 860 AUDIO LLC as a part of the album Woodwork - Single
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Release DateSeptember 26, 2025
Label860 AUDIO LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Autumn Chamberlain
Autumn Chamberlain
Vocals
Ian O'Harris
Ian O'Harris
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Autumn Chamberlain
Autumn Chamberlain
Songwriter
Ian O'Harris
Ian O'Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian O'Harris
Ian O'Harris
Engineer

Lyrics

You were all I wanted
Rooted in my soul
I'd gotten used to feeling haunted
By a spark that should have flown
It only took four seasons
Colors changed and so did reasons
Disbelief and treason
That I never would have known
You couldn't see the forest for the trees
So you cut it down
Milled it into boards and used piece
To shut me out
Closing every door, you tabled me
And turned around
I gave you my good word
It's engraved in the woodwork
The ways that it should hurt
They came out of the woodwork
Edges so serrated
Every sin you insinuated I'd
Done to you, and that I'd thought it through,
Since I'd only ever hated you before
Oh, darling, you can
Fall the way you're leaning
It's on deaf ears, won't hear you screaming as you hit the ground
God, does it make a sound
As you project your splinters all around the floor?
You couldn't see the forest for the trees
So you cut it down
Milled it into boards and used piece
To shut me out
Closing every door, you tabled me
And turned around
I gave you my good wood
It's engraved in the woodwork
The ways that it should hurt
They came out of the woodwork
The days became colder
Your face became older
You try to keep yourself warm by passing off your frigid shoulder
Bite your tongue, keep your sticks and your boulders
Every scrap that you have, then pour on the gas
Light it up if it gives you the closure
Leave it all in the past, the dust and the ash
Of the bridges we crossed
The love that we lost
Burn it all to the ground just to try to defrost
It's a waste of my time to stand idly by
With smoke in my eyes as you smolder
The pain that you put first
It's ingrained in your woodwork
The ways that this should hurt
They came out of the woodwork
Written by: Autumn Chamberlain, Ian O'Harris
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