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BITSEACH
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Alternative Rap
BITSEACH was released on October 22, 2025 by Sixty Six Records as a part of the album BITSEACH - Single
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Release DateOctober 22, 2025
LabelSixty Six Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aine Tyrrell
Aine Tyrrell
Lead Vocals, Rap
Rhyan Clapham AKA DOBBY
Rhyan Clapham AKA DOBBY
Keyboards, Sampler, Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aine Tyrrell
Aine Tyrrell
Songwriter, Arranger
Rhyan Clapham AKA DOBBY
Rhyan Clapham AKA DOBBY
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aine Tyrrell
Aine Tyrrell
Producer
J F Boundy
J F Boundy
Producer, Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Liam King
Liam King
Vocal Recording Engineer
Rhyan Clapham AKA DOBBY
Rhyan Clapham AKA DOBBY
Recording Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

something shook, something sank
to have brought us all here
someone wailed kicked and shouted
out their final set of tears
I feel the age of the decades past
the shapes of the mouths that were gagged and bound
I touch the lips now being uncovered
and hear the thunder of their sounds,
their blood is a piece of art
cries of fear are bird in the morning
not knowing that the sisterhood
was waiting all along to return their calling
once we were sent off to magdalene laundries
but we are not cleaning up your morals no more
so we exhaled and exiled
making Ériu proud of us on other shores
outrage turned to prayer when no one came looking for us
cause we're the daughters that shock and shook you
by refusing to be obedient
and bitch we're in our power
damn right we're in our power
salted earth grew these daughters
to become sisters of foreign waters
and here we are now standing before you ever taller
your warriors
honour us
is MISE ÉIRE
misneach
we are home
bitseach
are you a bit shocked?
bitseach
I'm not shocked
bitseach
I'm not shocked
bitseach beag
bitseach mór
oh we have grown, we have grown
oh we have grown
MISE ÉIRE on lands not our own
MISE ÉIRE on lands not our own
and the thing that you never did quite count on
is that women always do be talking
over cups of teas across the seas
the cradles begin to rock
and said we'd sail back when we found our ship own steam
wasn't gonna be propelled by you, or you,
or all your unhealed fear
ní saoirse go saoirse na mbán
la cheile we are strong
feel the rumbling on the ground
and cacophony of crows welcoming us home
cause we aren't here to applaud you
yet burn it down
cause it seems that in our wake
that you haven't fucking learned?
we're bringing back the wisdoms you west brits tried to ship away
proudly proclaiming we are here
we are the lungs of a new day
shame on your greed whose haemorrhaging youth
who can't afford Irish roofs
get er up outta your colonisers wings
first to free ourselves
we won't let you forget these rememberings
and bitch we're in our power
damn right we're in our power
salted earth grew these daughters
to become sisters of foreign waters
and here we are now standing before you ever taller
your warriors
honour us
is MISE ÉIRE
misneach
we are home
bitseach
are you a bit shocked?
bitseach
I'm not shocked
bitseach
I'm not shocked
bitseach beag
bitseach mór
oh we have grown, we have grown
oh we have grown
MISE ÉIRE on lands not our own
MISE ÉIRE on lands not our own
Written by: Aine Tyrrell
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