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Upcoming Concerts for ONE FALL

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ONE FALL
ONE FALL
Performer
Caleb Wheeler
Caleb Wheeler
Drums
Kyle Paradis
Kyle Paradis
Background Vocals
Darren Lourie
Darren Lourie
Background Vocals
Helen McWilliams
Helen McWilliams
Guitar
Becky Fontaine
Becky Fontaine
Background Vocals
Nat Gray
Nat Gray
Vocals
Phillip Hunt
Phillip Hunt
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Helen McWilliams
Helen McWilliams
Songwriter
Phillip Hunt
Phillip Hunt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kyle Paradis
Kyle Paradis
Mixing Engineer
Nick Zampiello
Nick Zampiello
Mastering Engineer
Ollie Becker
Ollie Becker
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Hey yeah
We clutch our keys with an iron grip
Brass knuckles stretched across a cocked fist
Hey yeah
Hey yeah
A silent prayer this car does not slow down
If we run we'll make it to the edge of town
Hey yeah
Lock my gaze
Got nothing but a glare for armor
Good thing their thoughts mean nothing
I I oh I
"Caught your eye babe smile, it's not a crime"
Well I've said it before but I can save
I can save everybody some time
When they say turn around
Don't turn around
When they say turn around
Don't turn around
Keep on walking away
Keep on walking away
Attack, attack, follow or stay
We keep askin for it
Yeah, your thoughts heal nothing
I, I oh I
What do I think I'm hot shit? All right, that's fine
So what's it to like to hold a knife like it's a birthright?
They say turn around
Don't turn around
When they say turn around
Don't turn around
Keep on walking away
Keep on walking away
When they say turn around
Don't turn around
When they say turn around
Don't turn around
Keep on walking away
Keep on walking away
When they say turn around, don't turn around
When they say turn around, don't turn around
Keep on walking away
Keep on walking away
Oh how they try (oh)
To make you small (one footfall in front of the other)
But you're ten feet fucking tall (don't fall or fault one another)
You're above it all (oh)
Oh how they try
Got the full use of our senses (one footfall in front of the other)
God forbid we might need to testify (don't fall or fault one another)
God forbid we might need to testify
They say turn around
Don't turn around
When they say turn around
Don't turn around
Keep on walking away
Keep on walking away
When they say turn around
Don't turn around
When they say turn around
Don't turn around
Keep on walking away
Keep on walking away
Hey, well hey yeah
We clutch our keys with an iron grip
Brass knuckles stretched across a cocked fist
Hey yeah
Hey yeah
A silent prayer this car does not slow down
If we run we'll make it to the edge of town
Hey yeah
Written by: Helen McWilliams, Phillip Hunt
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