[Title: The "Me Too" Room (Come As You Are)] [Style: Acoustic Pop], [Folk], [Contemporary Christian (CCM)], [Communal], [Welcoming], [Gentle] [Instrumentation: Acoustic Guitars (Strummed), Mandolin, Gentle Bass, Brushed Snare, Tambourine, Group Claps] (Music Starts: A simple, open, strummed acoustic guitar. A mandolin plays a bright, hopeful little melody. [Vibe: NEEDTOBREATHE or a modern folk song]) (Verse 1) [Music Tag: Honest, Clear Lead Vocal, Conversational] Parked my car, sat there for a minute Scared to go in, scared to admit it That the "perfect image" that I built so high Was just a fortress for the lie I walked in, head held low Lookin' for a place that no one would know My name, my shame, my "what I'd done" Thought I was the only one. (Pre-Chorus) [Music Tag: Music builds a little, bass and a soft drum beat kick in] But then the leader, he stood up and spoke About the patterns that had left him broke He named my "hurt," he named my "habit" (Ad-lib: That codependency... that fear...) He wasn't perfect, he was just... real. (Chorus) [Music Tag: Music opens up, full and warm. Group Harmonies come in.] And this is the "Me Too" Room Where your brokenness just makes you bloom It's the "Hurts and Hangups," the "Habits," too It's the first place I could tell the truth Dropped the "perfection," dropped the "shame" The second that I heard 'em say "My name is..." and "I struggle with..." This is the place where healing lives. (Verse 2) [Music Tag: Warm Delivery] I sat there in that small group chair (Ad-lib: Scared to even breathe the air...) Heard a story, sounded just like mine A different name, a different time But the same "not good enough" The same "lookin' for love" And for the first time in my whole damn life I wasn't alone in the fight. (Chorus) [Music Tag: Fuller, more confident, Group Harmonies] Yeah, this is the "Me Too" Room Where your brokenness just makes you bloom It's the "Hurts and Hangups," the "Habits," too It's the first place I could tell the truth Dropped the "perfection," dropped the "shame" The second that I heard 'em say "My name is..." and "I struggle with..." This is the place where healing lives. (Bridge) [Music Tag: Music breaks down to just claps, stomps, and vocals] No "trophy" here, no "arm's reach" Just a circle of people, one and each We're all just fightin', step by step Takin' one more healing breath "Keep comin' back," is what they say "It works if you work it," day by day... (Final Chorus) [Music Tag: Music explodes back in, joyful and full.] Yeah, this is the "Me Too" Room Where your brokenness just makes you bloom It's the "Hurts and Hangups," the "Habits," too It's the first place I could tell the truth Dropped the "perfection," dropped the "shame" The second that I heard 'em say "My name is..." and "I struggle with..." This is the place where healing lives. (Outro) [Music Tag: Music fades, back to the single acoustic guitar and mandolin.] This is the place... My "Me Too" Room. Keep comin' back...