Battle Cry

Monster

Empire

Hard To Kill

Peasant's Throne

Written and produced by Chelsea Collins & Nico Collins

Lyrics:
Tired of carrying weapons in my pocket
Just cause we've normalized a world that's fucking lost it
Sell our souls and for what, a crooked profit?
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets

Take my knife into the shower
Just in case my darkest hour comes
And there's nowhere to run
Cause if I were to get assaulted
They would say, how I was sad and dumb
That I misfired the gun

But I'm tired of carrying weapons in my pocket
Just cause we've normalized a world that's fucking lost it
Sell our souls and for what, a crooked profit?
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets

Never met a darker shade
Of violence than the one that made
Every voice of reason dead and quiet
As it rains down on the poor and weak
Can't rain bombs on tyranny
When it wages all the wars that keep us fighting

But I'm tired of carrying weapons in my pocket
Just cause we've normalized a world that's fucking lost it
Sell our souls and for what, a crooked profit?
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets

In our pockets
In our pockets
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets
In our pockets
In our pockets
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets

Everyone's afraid
Everyone's afraid
So beyond afraid
No one will admit it so we pray
Everyone's afraid
Everyone's afraid
So beyond afraid
No one will admit it so we pray

But I'm tired of carrying weapons in my pocket
Just cause we've normalized a world that's fucking lost it (A world that's dead and gone, we've lost our way)
Sell our souls and for what, a crooked profit?
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets (Weapons in our pockets)

In our pockets (That I hate)
In our pockets (That I hate)
You tired of carrying around these weapons in your pocket?
In your pocket (Do they really keep you safe)
In your pocket (Eyes wide shut, are you awake?)
What stole your sanity and have you fully lost it?
Have you lost it (Lost your heart, your peace of mind)
Have you lost it (Your will to find)
The faith you need to heal a world that's only fought it
Have you fought it?
Have you fought it?
The fear of carrying round these weapons in our pockets

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Weapons In My Pocket

SYMPHONY

Seraph

Dear Single Mother

This is a slow tempo folk-pop song in the key of C major, featuring a female vocalist with a clear, emotive delivery. The instrumentation includes acoustic guitar, piano, and a subtle string section. The acoustic guitar provides a fingerpicked arpeggiated accompaniment throughout the verses, transitioning to a more strummed pattern in the choruses. The piano adds harmonic depth and occasional melodic fills. The string section provides sustained pads, particularly in the choruses, enhancing the emotional quality. The song structure follows a typical verse-chorus format with a bridge and outro. The melody is largely diatonic and memorable, with a gentle, flowing quality. Production elements include a clean mix with a focus on the vocals and acoustic instruments, and a natural reverb applied to create a sense of space.



Good For Me - Anthemic Ambience

Colors

Hard To Kill

Beth Crowley

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