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World War ME

LYRICS
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M: Night’s decided it’s layin’ down...
M: …but I’m still wide awake
F: Thinkin’ ‘bout the choices I done made...
F: ,,,And the ones too scared to take

M: Stuck in this ol’ facade,  
M: ...Happy-go-lucky-me, they see  
F: I locked myself away... 
M: ...Thinkin’ that’d set me free  

BOTH: But I only dug that knife in deeper…  
M: ...Tryin’ to pull it out  
BOTH: Afraid to move, afraid to try  
BOTH: Full of nothin’ but self-doubt  

F: Thought my worth was what I gave  
F: ...Couldn’t ever give enough  
M: Only love I ever knew  
F: Was the kinda love that’s tough  

BOTH: Through the heartache I believed  
BOTH: ...I’d grow me thicker skin  
BOTH: But fear kept me so small  
BOTH: ...I just chose not to begin  

M: I froze… afraid to move, to speak  
BOTH: Born to please, not to fight  
M: Never cared ‘bout myself  
BOTH: ...Let ‘em take what they might  

BOTH: Duckin’ my head, cowerin’ low  
F: ...Can’t let nobody down  
M: So I paint on my smile  
BOTH: ...Play the fool for this town  

M: But maybe tonight,  
BOTH: …I’ll lay that mask down slow  
BOTH: Let the fiddle sing me home  
M: And let the real me show  

Written By: MK
Performed and Produced By: MJ&TR

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YEE YEE

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GUYS! 
MY NEW SONG 
 ❤ LETS GO ❤
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To The Ellicott FAMILY: 
This Song is about me leaving the house to go play music at the bar with friends how finding comfort away from my desert of seclusion i found a watering hole and how everyone at the bar is torn, but we feel together, and how wen the people leave we are all torn up in different directions wanting to be able to stay where we felt like "home"
THANK YOU! Getting Me To "WALK OUT MY DOOR! 
~MoJoe

BuffalOasis

TORN

Our Song About How a Bar Lives Within It's Own Memories Within Itself
Whiskey Blues Drinking Ballad - For Closing Time At The Bar We Love and Call Home.

MoJoe and The Rizing

4am O'Clock On a Sunday @ The BuffalOasis

[Verse 1]
It's 4 in the morning
The whiskey is low
The jukebox is humming
But it's moving slow
All my friends are gone home
But I ain't done yet
I'm drowning myself
And trying to forget
I remember your kiss
Like a fire in the rain
I remember your touch and now all it does is just brings me pain

[Chorus]
So I raise up my glass
Let the burn take its toll
One shot for the memory
One shot for my soul
So pour me another
And sing me a song
We'll drink through the night
'Cause the night is alone
For every goodbye
There's a story to tell
For every lost lover
There's a last farewell
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And I'm singing this song
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And the whiskey rolls on


[Verse 2]
Now the barstools are empty
But the echoes remain
Of the laughter and heartbreak
The joy and the pain
I see faces in shadows
I hear voices in walls
I hear whispers of promises
And late night calls
The train whistles crying
As it cuts through the dark
Like a lonesome old hymn
Or a wolf with no bark
I stumble outside
And I stare at the sky
Every star is a reason
Every reason's a lie

[Chorus]
So pour me another
And sing me a song
We'll drink through the night
'Cause the night is long
For every goodbye
There's a story to tell
For every lost lover
There's a last farewell
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And I'm singing this song
It's 4 o'clock on a Sunday
And the whiskey rolls on

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4 O'Clock On A Sunday

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