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A song about bullying from the male and female perspective.
Created for Pink Shirt Day. Anti Bullying message. Say no to bullying. Say no to bullies.

Beat made by Oil City Slick
Recorded and Engineered by Rick Salt

▪ Song Title: Words Like Weapons Feat Jona Kristinsson
▪ Directed by Colby Rex O'neil For Lotus Eaters Films
▪ Beat Produced by Oil City Slick
▪ Fifth video release from Sirreal's album "6S"
▪Mixed and Engineered by Rick Salt

▪ Sponsored by Mambo's Pizza, The Smokezone, Intraworks IT solutions and Blackfish Networks

Watch the CTV news story here: http://vancouverisland.ctvnews.ca/mobile/video?clipId=1063447&binId=1.1180928&playlistPageNum=1

Lyrics:

Sirreal Verse 1:

Even -tho- nobody, knows-his -position
 that doesn't stop em, from talking a lot,
and using words as ammunition
It's the new guy, look at him he smells funny,
at the break we sticking him up for lunch money
Teachers see it, they know-the-situation -well
And that song they always sing
Is like a, symphony-from-hell
Not knowing what he's going through at home,
in a room full of people, you can still feel, so alone,
Say the rhyme and the damage is dealt
rides the bus with the other kids,sits by himself,
they gonna miss me when I'm gone,
man I'm out of here, out of fear,
catch me in the afterlife, your words have no power here,
 then he thinks about the love from his brother, he's got his back, matter fact,
they look after each other, they always have, from drug- addicted mom to missing dad,
these bullies-at-school, gotta-family that he wish he had,
There's a reason he ain't sleeping at night
So he grabs a piece of paper and a pen and he writes,
Please, don't let em tease me, I'm sick of the fights, I- don't-need -nikes, (p) I'd settle for a
Pair of those British knights.

Jona (Chorus)
I don't want to be at home
I just,  want to be alone
Nothing more to say, they hurt me anyway, words like weapons
Now you see me and I'm grown
Hate filled ME, and made me strong
I am here today, music is the way
Words like weapons

Sirreal Verse 2:

It wasn't the status that mattered to her, but the shoes seem to matter to them, cuz they at it again, Another door slammed, poor with a broken home, so she sits alone ,
working on her vocal tone,
she sent a-picture-to-him , while she was a bit tipsy, it spread quickly, now her names up in black jiffy,
glory to shame, more of the same, now they only call her whore and other horrible names,
So she, uses her inner voice, to kill the outer demons, all the doubts, and-how , she thinks about leaving,
It's a quick way to end my pain, but  I would never- want , any- of-my-family feelin the same,
Spit on and picked on, and hit on, it's wrong, and if this song can lift one, we show em, we this strong,
An in this life you gotta do what ya gotta do, she hides her tears n her scars, under Prada shoes.

Chorus x1

Sirreal Verse 3:

So I, used every little bit of what they did to me, archeologist,
making-meaning,  outta history, jot it down make a video for kids to see, that you can get to victory doin-it individually,
So I gotta stay commited to the pinnacle, I know a lil bit of what it is you been through bro
They start to see what they been missing, been invisible, his mind no longer , under-control by the physical,
finally convinces them n then he gets them home, (p)
laces em up , they feel invincible,(p)
puttin them words into a magazine, (p) shootin em down,
no casualties,there come-a -time,
when you gotta leave , move along . Rest in piece to Bon , here's a peaceful song
now I  live -life, with not a single minute to lose
I've come to find, it had Nothing to do with the shoes

Shouts out and RIP to Brendon Bon garnish for giving a scrubby kid a pair of British knights when everyone else was just quick to judge, salute homie.

Chorus x1