Track · Feb 28, 2026 · English

No Winners In War

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3:21

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English

Lyrics

[Intro]

History on replay

Different flag, same pain

They teach dates, not names

(Who remembers the graves?)

[Verse 1]

March lines on the black-and-white frame

Grainy film, same fire, new name

Old books talk brave, talk glory

Skip the part where the kids get buried

Maps drawn up with a red pen shaking

Cold hands signing lives for the taking

They toast, then they turn off the news

Somewhere mothers tie one less shoe

Sirens sing in a language of fear

Whole towns gone, but the smoke stays here

You can count your medals, your scars, your scores

But the dirt only learns more wars

[Chorus]

There are no winners in war

Only names they don’t record

We don’t need bombs anymore

We’ve seen what they’re good for

Mothers crying on the floor

Holding air where kids once were

History knocking at the door

I won’t let it in no more

[Verse 2]

Granddad kept a letter in a rusted tin

Said he watched his brother fall, never slept since

Dates on the page, same months we in

How many times we gon’ trip on the same thin wire again?

Leaders talk big from a clean safe distance

Draw big lines, then they call it “difference”

But blood don’t care ‘bout flags or hymns

Same red flow when the light goes dim

Screens flash loud, they sell that fight

Turn death into drama for a Thursday night

You can change the anthem, the slang, the slur

But a burnt-out street looks just like hers

[Chorus]

There are no winners in war

Only names they don’t record

We don’t need bombs anymore

We’ve seen what they’re good for

Mothers crying on the floor

Holding air where kids once were

History knocking at the door

I won’t let it in no more

[Bridge]

How many lessons we need?

How many kids can we grieve?

How loud we gotta bleed

Before we choose peace, choose peace? (yeah)

I don’t want flags in flames

I don’t want streets with no names

I just want hands, not chains

I just want change, real change

[Chorus]

There are no winners in war

Only names they don’t record

We don’t need bombs anymore

We’ve seen what they’re good for

Mothers crying on the floor

Holding air where kids once were

History knocking at the door

I won’t let it in no more

[Outro]

Fast world, slow grief

Same script, same thief

This time, we cut the scene

This time, we choose peace

Style

rapaggressivecinematic trap beat at 148 bpmheavy sub-bass and sharp hi-hatsdark orchestral stabs with ominous choirs. verses delivered in tightdouble-time male vocalshook opens wider with chanted gang-style backing vocals and a soaring synth lead. 808 slides underline key punchlines; final chorus strips back to voicebassand distant vocal pads for a hauntingunresolved outro.strongenglish

Prompt

Fast, fierce Trap, with a strong bass. A song about wars, history and mistakes that we don't want to repeat. We don't need bombs, there are no winners in war. Mothers lose their children. Want peace

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GeneratedFeb 28, 2026

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