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Concussed

A melancholy song about experiencing intimate partner violence...a concussion at the hands of an abuser -- the confusing thoughts, feelings, and physical dissociation that occur at the moment. Intimate Partner Violence (a form of domestic violence) affects people of all backgrounds. Learn more here: https://www.cdc.gov/violencepreventio... Listen to Wren Astra on Spotify (https://open.spotify.com/artist/36hVv...) Apple Music (  / wren-astra  ) Amazon (https://music.amazon.com/artists/B0CK...) Fifth single, Freedom Day Records. This song is part of 3-album project to raise awareness and advocate for survivors of oppression, intimate partner violence, and narcissistic abuse. Music Music/lyrics/whisper backup vocals: Wren Astra @wrenastra Guest Lead Vocals: Zero Surico, ‪@FOR3STHILLS‬ Guest Cellist: Christopher McCarthy, ‪@varghontv‬ Keyboards: Heather Moore, @t.h.e.b.u.l.l.d.o.z.e.r Bass: Mathew Marsico, @mc.marsico Produced at Hear No Evil Studio, @hearnoevilstudio Music Video Staff Produced by Maddox Joseph Directed by Radomir Jordanovic, @custommadename Director of Photography: Chirag Chopra, @xhiloyxir Camera B Operator: Aleksandar Jovic, @aleksjovic9 Gaffer: Walker Edelman, ‪@nextquestionlighting‬ Second Unit Gaffer: RJ Maurer, @r.j.maurer Assistant Camera: Drew Tieng, ‪@DrewTieng‬ Catering and Second Unit Grip: Bryan Eldon, @woofievonmittens Makeup: Samantha Mayehm, @samanthamayhem Actors Survivor: Wren Astra, @wrenastra Abuser: Jason Markoff, @thedragonmarkoff Police: Michael J. Gwynn, @mg4synergy Health Professional 1: Magi Avila, @magi.avila.official Health Professional 2: Kordilia Foxstone, @kordiliafoxstone Wren Astra is committed to partnering with bipoc, lgbtqia+, neurodiverse, and differently-abled artists. Lyrics butterflies nausea subsides I”m seeing stars Venus and Mars Labored breaths Pound in my chest Beat in my ears But hope inheres Fever and chills Goosebumps and thrills souvenirs? I have a few So fatigued My heart besieged You won’t repent It never ends Your hand lays claim As you declaim Slurred words Vision Blurred Memories fade Truth evades Blows accrued But hope ensues Fever and chills Goosebumps and thrills souvenirs? I have a few So fatigued My heart besieged You won’t repent It never ends