

Prompt / Lyrics
[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
Tags
Rock ballad with guitar riffs and delicate vocals. male. Slow drums
5:26
No
10/21/2025