Joel Cossette - Country Song

Written by: Joel Cossette Produced by: Derek Mattin Lyrics; I’m lost and can’t be found, My feet never touch the ground, Therapy for weeks on end, It’s weed, me, and my demons. And I wish I could’ve said what I should’ve said, I’m a coward and I’ll pay the price for it. But I’ll bite my tongue and swallow my pride, It’s gonna be another long, long night. I’ve been going through the motions, I’ve been working on the pain, Trying to scrub it out, But this trauma stains. Hurtin’ you’s my worst offense, I keep a shoebox full of regrets, It hurts when you live like that— Who I am hates who I’ve been. Took the pain that I got given, Turned it into something pretty, Sold my soul on a stage For half a cent a stream. I wanna be remembered for something, I wanna know it was the hardship. Things don’t get better, You just get braver.