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"Not Your Weapon" is an anthem for every person who’s been reduced to a talking point, a symbol, or a target. It is a song of resistance. Born from the exhaustion of explaining your existence, it offers clarity in the chaos and power in choosing peace over endless confrontation.

It confronts the false virtue of "biological arguments" that have been used for centuries to justify oppression — reminding us that science, without compassion, is just another tool for tyranny.
Lyrics:
Verse 1
They wrap their hate in reason’s thread,
Speak of science like it’s holy bread.
But I’ve read the lines and the margins too,
And I know the harm that silence can do.

They quote the bones and twist the flesh,
Reduce the soul to a data set.
But I won’t dance their cruel ballet —
Truth doesn’t need to flay.

Chorus
I am not your weapon, I’m not your war.
You don’t get to tell me what I’m fighting for.
I carry the scars, but I still rise,
With history burning behind my eyes.
You wear your facts like a crown of fire,
But I’ve lived the lie beneath the wire.
I am not your weapon —
I’m something higher.

Verse 2
I blocked the noise, I drew a line,
Not out of fear, but to protect what’s mine.
There’s no debate in a pointed sneer,
No dialogue when hate is near.

You shout for women, then weaponise,
A sister's face with a stranger's guise.
But rights built on exclusion fall,
They’re not rights at all.

Chorus
I am not your weapon, I’m not your war.
You don’t get to tell me what I’m fighting for.
I carry the scars, but I still rise,
With history burning behind my eyes.
You wear your facts like a crown of fire,
But I’ve lived the lie beneath the wire.
I am not your weapon —
I’m something higher.

Bridge
You can’t dissect a soul.
You can’t define me by your fear.
You can’t erase the grace
That brought me here.

Final Chorus
We are not your weapons, we’re not your war.
You don’t get to name what we’re living for.
We carry love like a quiet flame,
And still, you tremble when we say our names.
So raise your glass to those you deny —
We’ll rise in truth, we won’t comply.
We are not your weapons —
We are the sky.