The Wrong Number - Rock Song and Lyrics!

The Wrong Number - Abrar Nayeem's Darkest Rock Song Yet!

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"The Wrong Number" is a heartfelt song that dives deep into the pain of love lost and the relentless longing for someone who’s no longer there. With raw emotion and haunting lyrics, it explores the darkness of heartbreak, the chaos of regret, and the realization that sometimes the one you’re searching for is out of reach.

"My need was you, my need is you… but the wrong number I dialed is still you."

If you’ve ever felt the ache of missing someone, this song will resonate with you. Let the music take you on a journey of love, loss, and the struggle to move on.

Verse 1:

I walked the streets of endless pain,

Chasing shadows, calling your name.

The echoes fade, but they don’t heal,

A broken heart, too numb to feel.

Pre-Chorus:

But you left me in darkness,

Where no light shines through.

Now I’m drowning in the madness,

Still my need is you.

Chorus:

My need was you, my need is you,

But the devil’s craziness broke me in two.

I believed but I’m lost in despair,

The wrong number I dialed,

and you’re standing there.

Verse 2:

The cracks in my soul, they grow each night,

A hollow heart, no strength to fight.

I begged the stars for a glimpse of you,

But they burned out, just like we do.

Pre-Chorus:

You left me in darkness,

With nothing to prove.

Still I’m chasing the chaos,

‘Cause my need is you.

Chorus:

My need was you, my need is you,

But the devil’s craziness broke me in two.

I believed but I’m lost in despair,

The wrong number I dialed,

and you’re standing there.

Bridge:

Where’s the fire that burned so bright?

Where’s the love that lit my nights?

I’m left with the ashes, I’m left with regret,

Your voice is a ghost I can’t forget.

Chorus:

My need was you, my need is you,

But the devil’s craziness broke me in two.

I believed but I’m lost in despair,

The wrong number I dialed,

and you’re standing there.

Outro (Final Chorus):

My need was you, my need is you,

No matter the darkness, it’s always been true.

I’m lost in the silence, a heart split in two,

The wrong number I dialed… it’s still you.

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