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What's Your Story

“The Ruse of Booze” is a raw, unflinching ballad about addiction’s grip and the battle to reclaim the self. Through gritty imagery and soul-baring lines, it paints the bottle as a sly salesman, a wolf in sheep’s clothing, and a devil at the door — seducing and destroying in equal measure. With each verse, the narrator wrestles with guilt, memory, and fleeting moments of clarity, only to be dragged back into the cycle. Dark, bluesy, and haunting, this song is a confession, a lament, and a fight for redemption.

Ruse of Booze

(Verse 1)
Love's just a cheap word when the hurt is the only thing that feels real, and hope is a fool's prayer, a ghost in the static you think that you hear, but no one is there, and shadows become so real.

(Chorus)
Another dream in the dust, with jagged edges that cut to the soul, been broken one last time, now I can't be broken no more.

(Verse 2)
Yeah, love is a cheap word, 'cause the hurt is the only damn thing that I feel, and your hope is a fool's prayer, a ghost in the static that ain't even real, no one will be there, and no one ever will.

(Chorus)
Another dream in the dust, with jagged edges that cut to the soul, been broken one last time, now I can't be broken no more.

(Bridge)
Through the grime on the glass under a sky bleedin' gray, I watch the sun choke on the dark, just another damn day, as the black night crawls my way.

(Chorus)
Another dream in the dust, with jagged edges that cut to the soul, been broken one last time, now I ain't broken no more.


Lyrics By: S.H. Sydness - Crunchy Creations - 2025



Jagged Edges

(Verse 1)
Grey sky bleeding on the TV glow,
Coffee’s gone cold but I can’t let go.
Your ghost lives in my cigarette,
Every drag’s a memory I can’t forget.

(Pre-Chorus)
And I still wear your name like a stain,
I don’t feel much, just the echo and rain.

(Chorus)
When December calls, I don’t pick up,
Snow hits the ground like broken love.
Your shadow’s screaming down these halls,
And I cave in every time December calls.

(Verse 2)
Frostbite fingers on the windowpane,
Writing your name just to blur it again.
My cracked voice hums your favorite song,
Feels like forever’s been gone too long.

(Pre-Chorus)
You’re the whisper in the static hum,
The ache in the chord when the night goes numb.

(Chorus)
When December calls, I don’t pick up,
Snow hits the ground like broken love.
Your shadow’s screaming down these halls,
And I cave in every time December calls.

(Bridge)
The heater’s dying, I’m wide awake,
Drowning slow in my own mistakes.
You said I’d heal, but you lied so well—
Now I’m just fine in my private hell.

(Final Chorus)
When December calls, I don’t pick up,
The lines are dead, I’ve had enough.
But your echo’s hanging off these walls,
And I break down when December calls.

(Outro – distorted, fading scream)
Yeah… when December calls…
I still fall.
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when december calls

Somewhere somehow someone

When the twin moons of Epsilon Ridge burn red, the law rides in black.

Marshal Kane Vale of the Black Comet, a sort of intergalactic marshals, was once a name whispered with respect across the outer systems. An enforcer of justice where no law survived. But when a forged bounty leads him to destroy an innocent town, the hunter becomes the hunted.

Now, wounded and haunted by the ghost of his deputy, Kane waits in the ashes of Latchkey for his own kind to bring judgment. In the void, there’s no mercy—only the creed he once swore to uphold:

“When the stars forget, we remember.”

A space-western tragedy of guilt, fire, and redemption.
Ashfall on Epsilon Ridge is the final ride of a lawman who learns that even justice casts a shadow.


Lyrics

Smoke rolled in like a dying tide,
Screams got swallowed by the flame inside.
Medicine crates, a child’s cry—
They weren’t slavers, just trying to survive.

Pulled my gun, thought I knew the sin,
Didn’t see what was burning within.
By the time I did, it was far too late—
Justice don’t bend, it breaks in hate.

Fire on Latchkey, the town went down,
The stars looked on, didn’t make a sound.
One by one the souls took flight,
Fire on Latchkey, no wrong, no right.

Lira’s hand in mine, covered in soot,
She whispered, “You did what you thought you should.”
Then the roof came down and the sky went red—
I keep hearing her voice in the words she said.

Fire on Latchkey, heaven turned cold,
The badge is heavy, the story’s old.
Lawmen burn just like the damned,
Fire on Latchkey, and blood on my hands.

Fire on Latchkey

No More Time (Friday)


Mrs. Patterson wears pearls to church on Sunday morning
Prays for the poor while her maid scrubs the floor
Her husband's got a mistress in an apartment cross town
But they smile for the camera at the charity ball

The mayor speaks of justice, law and order for all
While his brother runs numbers out the back of his store
They'll lock up some kid for stealing some bread
But the banker who ruined fifty families got a handshake instead

They teach their daughters purity
While their sons learn to take
They preach about morality
But it’s all phoney and fake

Clean hands, dirty hearts
Playing their parts
Behind the white picket fence
The rot and the lies make perfect sense
In polite society

The preacher damns the sinners from his pulpit every week
Got a taste for Vegas girls that nobody will speak
The women's club prays for fallen girls with such concern
Then vote against the shelter where those same girls might turn

They sent my cousin off to war, said it was his duty
Came back in a box with a neatly folded flag
His parents got a medal and a letter signed by someone
Who's never seen a battlefield or held a dying man

They teach their daughters purity
While their sons learn to take
They preach about morality
But it’s all phoney and fake

Clean hands, dirty hearts
Playing their parts
Behind the white picket fence
The rot and the lies make perfect sense
In polite society

Better keep your hands clean…
In polite society 


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