BIG BOY DON’T CRY
For the Sensitive Soul
The old-fashioned rule that men must be emotionally bulletproof is officially dead. A wannabe metal rocker Andy has just ripped up the old rulebook with the latest devastating new single, “Big Boy Don’t Cry,” an anthem built on raw, uncompromising vulnerability and pure, heavy defiance.
The track’s inspiration comes straight from the big beer gut, who admits to recently being unable to hold back sobbing after offering condolences to a lifelong friend.
“A few times this year where this big boy cried. Unable to hold back happiness and sadness. What the heck! Am I okay? It felt like aging had gone wild,” says Andy. “I used to believe I could take control, but watching a friend grieve the loss of his mother just broke me. That moment of true, uncontrollable sadness is the real power this song is built on.”
“Big Boy Don’t Cry” is a sonic sledgehammer designed to smash the toxic myth of suppressed emotion.
This isn’t just a song about getting older; it’s about growing up and recognizing that empathy and true feeling are signs of strength, not weakness.
If you are a ‘big boy’ who cries, this song is for you. Share this song and let the world know that feeling everything is the most metal thing you can do.
Big Boy Don’t Cry
Screaming shout, hear the thunder arise,
Big boy’s got a tale, wrapped up in lies.
Underneath the shadows, where the demons hide,
He strapped on his armor, with nowhere to confide.
The world is a battlefield, and he’s got to fight,
But behind that bravado, it’s a long, lonely night.
With a heart made of steel and a soul like fire,
He marches through the chaos, fueled by desire.
But when the silence falls and the pain starts to rise,
In the darkness of the night, he hears the cries.
Holding in the sorrow, does he have to pretend?
Big boy don’t cry, but his heart’s at its end.
Big boy don’t cry, he wears that disguise,
Shaking off the tears, hiding all the lies.
Edge of the razor, living on the edge,
Big boy don’t cry, but he’s lost on the ledge.
With fists made of iron, he stands in the storm,
But inside he’s fragile, just trying to stay warm.
He’s wrestling his shadows; they dance in his mind,
Yearning for the freedom he struggles to find.
Those nights full of echoes, where the memories scream,
Holding back the heartache, it’s tearing at the seam.
But when the world’s too heavy, and he can’t find a way,
He swallows down the anger, and he fights through the day.
Wearing that armor made of pride and despair,
Big boy don’t cry, but it’s too much to bear.
A battle within, raging deep in his core,
Every moment he’s fighting, can’t take it no more.
But the tears gotta flow, can’t seal up the pain,
In the end, we all bleed; it’s a part of the game.
Screaming out loud so everybody can hear,
A revolution brews, fueled by the fear.
No more deception, no more charade,
Big boy don’t cry, breaking free from the blade.
So let the world see him, let the truth be told,
Big boy don’t cry, but he’ll be brave and bold.
With every tear fallen, he’ll stand up high,
No more pretending, big boy can cry.
