Official Music Video for "Joy Is A Weapon" by The Number 12 Looks Like You ft. Foxy Shazam
Directed by Jesse Korman + Tom Haas
Additional Directing by Eric Nally
Edited by Tom Haas
Director of Photography: Tom Haas
Additional Cinematography: Nick Libraro
Production Assistant: Michael Spadola + Nick Libraro + Vinny Noto
Playback and Audio: Chris Golom
Filmed at Lyndhurst American Legion, Lyndhurst, NJ
Set Photography by Siddharth Gandhi
SPECIAL THANKS TO THE BEST CROWD EVER FOR SHOWING UP AND GOING WILD, JERSEY SHORE SALSA, OBSIDIAN ABSURD AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO PARTICIPATED IN MAKING THIS COME TO LIFE.
Lyrics:
I came from busted lungs
Stories left unsung
Grin till the empire cracks beneath our hands
Smile till it snaps
Grin till the empire cracks beneath our hands
Smile till they snap
My laugh’s loaded, my joy takes aim,
shoots through sorrow, it never stays tame.
Built on dust and borrowed time,
broke the bones to stay in line.
Dreams cost more than mouths can pay,
so laughter learned to lead the way.
Smile like guns
My joy bites back
Smile like guns
We stomp on every halo till the glass draws blood
No one safe
Shake the earth
Wake up
Load your light
Don’t blink
Bury gods
Fire
Again
Trumpets bloom where the cities rot,
dancing bodies the world forgot.
They called it a sin, I called it salsa,
ashes into hallelujahs.
Raise a glass for the ones who fell,
who built their heaven inside our hell.
kill them kindly, laugh in their face,
my mercy burns at a holy pace.
My laughter is loaded, my joy it takes aim,
it shoots through the sorrow, it never stays tame.
The happy ones are armed tonight.
We sing inside you till you split
You leave yourself and stay quiet.
I found my voice inside the noise,
We found our voice inside the noise
They tried to mute.
They hear me now
They hear us now
We stomped on every halo till the glass drew blood.
No one safe.
Break it all down
No crowns, no kings, no mercy calls,
Our laughter shakes their fragile walls.
Joy repeats.
Joy repeats.
The wound still hums beneath our feet,
joy is the weapon.
joy is the weapon.
Joy repeats.
Joy repeats