Prompt / 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
Tags
pop, Gritty pop-rock with male vocals; palm-muted electric guitars over a mid-tempo stomping beat, low synth bass pulsing under the verses. Choruses explode with wide gang vocals on the hook, open chords, and crashing cymbals. Bridge strips back to toms and reverb-drenched guitar before a final, anthemic chorus with shouted ad-libs and stacked harmonies., exciting
Duration
3:04
Instrumental
No
Created
1/17/2026