Stampede

[Intro]
Crying 
while your dying
To leave
Begging 
while your legging
 away from me
Saying 
your scared when 
I count to three
Limping
After you said I was
Simping

[Verse]
Livestock starting a stampede
Begging and crying to be freed
Going to show you what I mean
Going to plant a seed
I have mouths to feed
[Chorus]
Hanging on your every word
Only you could make me feel so heard
The lines have become so blurred
But I must be the one who drives the herd

[Bridge]
Making a monster out of me
The fire I bring fuels the need 
I’m not even the one free

[Chorus]

Hanging on your every word
Only you could make me feel so heard
The lines have become so blurred
But I must be the one who drives the herd
God the lines are blurred
She starts to purr!
Purr
Purr

[Outro]
The blood washes out easy
It makes my son a bit queasy 
The work was fun
And we watched the sun
Shot the sun with my gun
Told my son to run


[Final Chorus]
Livestock starting a stampede
Begging and crying to be freed
Going to show you what I mean
Going to plant a seed
I have mouths to feed
Hanging on your every word
Only you could make me feel so heard
The lines have become so blurred
But I must be the one who drives the herd
The herd
The herd
The work
The work 
Was fun 
Was fun
Shot a hole into the sun
Shot a hole into my son
Shot a hole into my son
What fun

Rock ballad with guitar riffs and delicate vocals. male. Slow drums