ONE SONG AWAY - COUNTRY LUNATIC FT. QUEEN LUNATIC #countryrap

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ONE SONG AWAY -
COUNTRY LUNATIC
QUEEN LUNATIC
F.O.W.B INDEPENDENT RECORDS
LUNATIC NATION

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-LYRICS-

Ayy, listen...
Some folks out there sittin' in silence,
Ready to cash in all their chips,
Thinkin' don’t nobody see 'em, don’t nobody care...
But the truth is—they just **one fuckin’ song away**.
One spark. One verse.
That flips their whole world upside down.

He had that .38 sleepin’ under his bed,
Last three nights, he been hearin’ voices in his head.
Wife gone, job lost, tears drownin' in his chest,
Whiskey on his breath and regrets in his vest.
But then he hit “play” on a random-ass track,
It spoke 'bout losin’ everything and fightin’ to get it back.
Said, “Pain ain't weakness, it's proof that you feel,”
And them lyrics cut deep—but also helped him heal.
So he put down the piece, picked up his phone,
Texted his kid, said, “I’m comin’ back home.”
One fuckin’ song… saved his life that night—
From pitch-black sorrow to a spark of light.

Some folks don’t know, they just one song away,
From breakin’ out that cage and seein’ better days.
From hangin’ that rope to hangin’ on tight,
From givin’ up the fight to findin’ the light.
Yeah, life don’t scream when it’s ‘bout to shift—
Might just hit you in the chest with a beat like this.
So if you feel that pull in your chest today...
Remember—you just **one fuckin’ song away**.

She a single mama, baby cryin' on the floor,
Tummy rumblin’, lights cut, bills piled at the door.
Daddy ran out, mama six feet in the clay,
She been sellin’ her soul just to make it through the day.
And one night, she scrollin’, thumb numb and cold,
Heard a voice say, “You ain't gotta sell your soul.”
It told her, “You strong, even when you break,
You a queen, even when the whole world fake.”
She dropped to her knees, cried harder than hell,
That song was her mirror, her church, her rebel yell.
Next week, she applied, got her GED,
Got a job, found God, and she still playin’ me.

It ain’t about me...
It’s about the ones who feel unseen.
The ones ridin' the edge of goodbye with nobody checkin' in.
But sometimes... just sometimes...
One raw-ass truth wrapped in rhythm and pain...
Can pull a soul back from the fuckin’ brink.

I was that lost one, drownin’ in pills,
Poppin’ hope like candy, just to numb the chills.
No deal, no meal, heart colder than steel,
Only thing I owned was the pain I feel.
But then I wrote my pain in a beat and a hook,
Took my trauma to war and made the devil look.
Now y’all playin’ my voice when you ridin’ through the dark,
I’m the song in your veins, I’m the flame in your spark.
So if you out there thinkin’ it’s your last damn ride—
Put the gun down, turn the speakers high.
Let me talk you through it, I been there too,
I’m still breathin’ proof that you can push through.

Some folks never know, they just one song away,
From leavin’ that razor and findin’ a way.
From steppin’ off the ledge to steppin’ on stage,
From writin’ a will to writin’ a page.
So don’t quit now, don’t fade away,
Let this beat be the reason you live today.
‘Cause you don’t even know... might be this song right here—
That clears them clouds and makes life reappear.

To the ones hangin’ on by a lyric or less...
You ain't broken—you’re just **one fuckin’ song away**.
Let this be that one.

(Country Lunatic – F.O.W.B INDEPENDENT RECORDS)