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FACE SHOT

Genre 1: Country	Genre 2: Rock	SubGenre: Outlaw Country	POV: 1st Person
Moods: Gritty, Assertive, Sassy	Feelings: Frustration, Anger, Regret	Theme 1: Toxic Love	Theme 2: Disenchantment
Placement 1: Bar Fight Scene	Placement 2: Comedy-Drama	Placement 3: Action Sequence	Placement 4: Road Trip
2027 Hot Word: Resilient	Hot Hit Rating: 9.2	Critical Acclaim Rating: 9.1	Strategic Pillar: Market Share

“Just thinking about it is making me hot— For that alone, you deserve a face shot.”

AR SEO Description:
"Face Shot" is a high-energy, gritty narrative that blends the raw storytelling of Outlaw Country with a modern, cinematic edge. The track follows the chaotic aftermath of a barroom brawl ignited by a reckless companion named Joe, leaving the narrator to face the legal and personal consequences alone. With its driving rhythm and biting lyrical wit, the song explores themes of betrayal and the "tougher man" archetype in a way that feels both classic and contemporary. It is a perfect fit for high-stakes sync licensing, offering an authentic, human-written alternative to standard commercial tropes. The emotional arc moves from visceral heat to the cold reality of a jail cell, making it a powerful choice for modern dramatic or comedic placements.

Placement Options:
• Placement 1: Ideal for a rowdy bar fight scene where the protagonist is left holding the bag while their accomplice flees.
• Placement 2: Fits a montage of a character dealing with the cascading consequences of a friend's mid-life crisis antics.
• Placement 3: Perfect for an opening sequence of a Southern-gothic drama to establish a gritty, blue-collar atmosphere.
• Placement 4: Suitable for a comedic "hangover" style realization where a character discovers their life has been upended overnight.

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FACE SHOT

Kellie Larson Lyricist - IPI# [INSERT IPI]

(VERSE 1) My head is thumping like a kick-drum beat,
Cold concrete under the soles of my feet.
Last night was a blur of "one more round,"
Until you decided to level the town.
You made it harder, Joe, you really did,
Acting like a mid-life crisis kid.
I’m leaning my head 'gainst the bars of this lock,
Watching the second-hand crawl on the clock.
You threw the first chair, then I looked around,
And Joe, you were nowhere to be found.
Just thinking about it is making me hot—
For that alone, you deserve a face shot. (PRE-CHORUS) You acted like a jackass, started it, then ran,
Leaving me to handle it like a "tougher" man.
Where were you when the room turned black?
I was taking the heat while you turned your back. (CHORUS) Oh, Joe’s on a mission to start a bar fight,
Then leave me to finish it in the middle of the night!
I had to give it all I got just to make it out,
Now I’m stuck in here wondering what it’s all about.
Is my F-150 in the impound? Is my phone in the trash?
Did the whiskey give your common sense a localized rash?
Yeah, you got what you wanted, but the vibe is a blot
And Joe, buddy, you really need a face shot!

(VERSE 2) That girl wasn't cool, man, she wasn't the one,
She had a man right there—look what you've done.
You’re a fool, Joe, chasing trouble for fun,
You sparked the fuse, then you started to run.
You were under a table while the chairs were still flying,
Now I’m locked in a cage and I feel like I’m dying.
I hope you have my phone, I hope you grabbed my keys,
'Cause I’m down on the floor on my literal knees.
My paycheck was in there—now it’s part of the song,
How could one night of drinking go so damn wrong?

(CHORUS REPEATS)

(BRIDGE) I stood my ground, I held the line,
While you were busy losing your damn mind.
Is it the drink or just a permanent choice,
To tune out the sound of my "let's go home" voice?
Had to call my woman, and she’s not pleased,
She said she’s done with me, she’s packing to leave.
You disappeared like a magician’s trick,
Leaving me in here feeling physically sick.
It's going to take a whole hell of a lot
For me not to give you a face shot. (OUTRO) If they tow my F-150, I’m gonna lose it,
Joe, I’m looking around and there’s nowhere to go.
Better come post the bail for the cell I just got,
'Cause Joe... you're still getting a face shot.
(Yeah, right between the eyes.)
(Joe, get down here before she packs her bags!)

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