Christian Lee Hutson - Seven Lakes 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