"The Weight of Wasted Time" is a raw, emotional outlaw country song that tells the story of someone who has sacrificed everything for others, only to be left empty and unseen. With gritty lyrics and haunting melodies, the song explores themes of exhaustion, invisible scars, and the pain of giving without receiving. It’s a powerful reflection on lost years, broken promises, and the lonely struggle to find meaning and self-worth after a lifetime of carrying everyone else’s burdens

The Weight Of Wasted Time

Riders on the Reckless Wind

"Last Kiss in Dixie's Dust" is a soulful, heartfelt ballad painting a vivid picture of love and longing beneath the Carolina skies. With its blend of southern charm, poetic imagery, and raw emotion, this song tells the story of two souls finding refuge and redemption in each other's arms. From moonlit moments by the old oak tree to the bittersweet promise sealed with a kiss in Dixie's dust, this track captures the essence of deep connection and tender vulnerability.

Perfect for fans of country, folk, and Americana, "Last Kiss in Dixie's Dust" invites you to lose yourself in its melodic storytelling and haunting melodies. Let the music carry you down back country roads and into a midnight refuge where love reigns above all else.

Stream now and feel the magic of a love that’s enough—one last kiss under the southern stars.

Last Kiss in Dixie's Dust

Ladies Love Outlaws

TRAILER PARK JUSTICE

Backroad Blasphemy

Grind That Thing

ALL NIGHT LONG

Some days hit harder than others… and Brightview Blues is Big J tellin’ it exactly how it feels.

Sittin’ in a waiting room that smells like hell, watchin’ people fight shadows that ain’t even there, tappin’ your foot because they want you to piss in a cup but won’t call your name…
This song is the truth nobody else wants to say out loud.

Big J turns the chaos of recovery, the boredom, the anger, and the “why am I still here?” moments into a gritty outlaw story with country-rap edge and real-life honesty.
If you’ve ever been stuck in that room, fightin’ your own demons while watchin’ everyone else fight theirs… you’ll feel this one deep.

🔥 It’s frustration. It’s humor. It’s pain. It’s survival.
This is Brightview Blues — raw life put into rhythm.

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I got a weight in my chest like Mississippi clay
Settles when I sleep, won't wash away
Got a voice in my blood says I'm already gone
Says the game was rigged before I was born
And I'm tired of the preacher in my head
Spitting fire 'bout the life I ain't led
Got a judge and a jury made of smoke
And they sentence me daily for sins I never spoke

Done, done, done
Drownin' in shallow water
Done
Being my own cannon fodder
Done

This is a mud gospel, sung from the deep
For the ones who can't pray and the ones who can't sleep
I got dirt in my lungs and a war in my veins
But I'm still here breathin' through the weight of the chains
This is a mud gospel, low and slow
For the broken who rise from the undertow

I got a mirror full of faces I don't recognize
Got a past that whispers like it's still alive
There's a current underneath pulling me back down
To a version of myself I thought I'd drowned

Yeah, I'm sick of the voices like vultures circling my mind
Sick of the weight on my shoulders like I'm buried alive
Got a cage made of doubt and I forged every bar
Got scars on my scars from a self-inflicted war

I been drowning in the shallow, call it pride, call it fear
Call it whatever keeps me paralyzed here
But I see the serpent now, coiled in my spine
Feeding on the part of me that's terrified to shine
So I'm ripping through the mud with my teeth if I gotta
Every lie I believed getting buried in the water
I got a pulse, I got a voice, I got a reason to scream
I got a life underneath all this weight I've been carrying

So here's the gospel from the bottom of the deep
If you're still breathing, then you're still in the fight, don't sleep

I see the river now, black as ink and bone
See it runnin' through my thoughts, tellin' me I'm alone
But maybe drowning's just the way you learn to swim
Maybe breaking's just the crack that lets the light back in
I see the river now
And I'm walking in

But I'm done
Breathing in all this smoke
Done
Tightening my own rope
Done

This is a mud gospel, sung from the deep
For the ones who won't bow and the ones who won't keep
Quiet anymore, no, we're done with the chains
We got fire in our chests and we're flooding the plains
This is a mud gospel, dark and true
For the fighters still standing when the storm comes through

Backroad Blasphemy

Doc Raven

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