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DEATH (By Modern Error)

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Taking Back Sunday

Sad Savior

A blues-rock confession wrapped in toy piano, operatic fire, and whispered rage.
BIGMANRICH claws through fractured dreams and distorted truths, rising from silence with a voice that refuses to bow.
This is vulnerability turned into power.
“Real or not, I’m standing tall…”

Tell Me What’s Real Anymore

(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



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