Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boots in the dirt
Taste iron and dust
Joke about home while the convoy rusts
Helmet’s too big
But the fear fits fine
We laugh at the blast
Say “that one’s mine” (yeah)
[Chorus]
Brothers in arms
We’re all that we’ve got
Count every name every time we get shot
War looks like glory from comfortable chairs
Up close it’s noise and blood and prayers
If one goes down
We all go down
No man left behind out here
[Verse 2]
Letters in pockets
Stains they can’t clean
We play cards on crates marked “keep unseen”
Snap one more pic with the smoke behind
Grinning like fools with a death wish mind
[Chorus]
Brothers in arms
We’re all that we’ve got
Count every name every time we get shot
War looks like glory from comfortable chairs
Up close it’s noise and blood and prayers
If one goes down
We all go down
No man left behind out here
[Bridge]
We say we’re fine while we tighten the straps
Trade one more story
Trade one more laugh
Courage is walking when every sign screams “run”
Honour is carrying the weight of someone
[Chorus]
Brothers in arms
We’re all that we’ve got
Count every name every time we get shot
War sells excitement on big bright screens
Out here it tears apart young dreams
If one goes down
We all go down
No man left behind out here (hey)
No man left behind out here
Style
popgritty pop-rock with male vocals; palm-muted electric guitars over a mid-tempo stomping beatlow synth bass pulsing under the verses. choruses explode with wide gang vocals on the hookopen chordsand crashing cymbals. bridge strips back to toms and reverb-drenched guitar before a finalanthemic chorus with shouted ad-libs and stacked harmonies.exciting
Prompt
Brothers in Arms, War, Battle, Bombs, Pullets, Courage, Honour, No Man Left Behind, Death, Horror, War is Exciting, Shot at, Dark Humour, The Realities of War, pop, male
Credits
Prompt by
Burnzy
BurnzyGeneratedJan 17, 2026
ModelAria v5
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