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  • Carter Beckworth - Walls

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    From "Speak Up!" EP (2017)

    Written by Carter Beckworth, Owen Temple, and Scott Clark
    Produced by Fred Mollin
    Recorded by Andre Cantave at Same Sky Productions - Austin, TX
    Additional recording at Zoomar Studios - Nashville, TX
    Additional recording at Amidae Studios - Denver, CO
    Additional recording at Fossil Hill Studio - Austin, TX
    Mixed by Dave Salley at The Fort House - Nashville, TN
    Mastered by Nick Landis at Terra Nova Digital Audio - Austin, TX
    Video by Andrew Bennett Photography - Austin, TX

    Electric guitar - Scott Clark, Carter Beckworth
    Drums - Brian Fergusen
    Bass - Patrick Longmire
    Vocals - Carter Beckworth

    © 2017 Fairweather Grace Publishing (ASCAP), © 2017 Owen Temple Music (BMI)

    Lyrics:

    There’s a wolf outside the window
    There’s a bear outside the bar
    There’s a monster under your bed
    There’s a creature in your car

    There is harm on the horizon
    A darkness creeping in
    Blowing over high hopes
    Like a Carolina wind

    It’s that mean and empty feeling
    On your neck before it rains
    Creeping into your head
    Blowing out your brains
    It’s that hollow unfamiliar sound
    That comes from deep within
    Like you're standing on a mountain
    Swearing the walls are closing in

    There’s an ocean underneath you
    There’s a demon on the wing
    There’s an engine going bad
    But no one sees a thing

    Phone ringing in an empty hall
    You just missed the call
    The world is spinning too fast
    The moon’s about to fall

    It’s that mean and empty feeling
    On your neck before it rains
    Creeping into your head
    Blowing out your brains
    It’s that hollow unfamiliar sound
    That comes from deep within
    Like you're standing on a mountain
    Swearing the walls are closing in

    It’s like I’m getting closer to everything I wish I wasn’t
    I’m just getting older, it should get easier but it doesn’t
    I'm good and sad, I'm spitting mad

    It’s that mean and empty feeling
    On your neck before it rains
    Creeping into your head
    Blowing out your brains
    It’s that hollow unfamiliar sound
    That comes from deep within
    Like you're standing on a mountain
    Swearing the walls are closing in Show less
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