Stampede from Chronology by Bitter Ruin

Not gone back, back, back
Not gone back with that knife I see
To invade my chest, break me at my best
Tear up at me
But I will not function
I don't live life for loving you
I can solve a puzzle,
I can make me money,
I don't need to be approved by you

Stampede
As we
Sleep
Your attack won't make a surface scratch on me

Cat like claw, claw, claw
Gums out, roar like you mean to bite
Raise that chest plate proud, got to belt it loud
Stir up a fight
When you di'n't spit your words
From that black tongue that barely taste
I am running faster
I've been storing ammo
Little do you know an ambush awaits

Stampede
As we
Sleep
Your attack won't make a surface scratch on me

You haven't lost me
I won't be forgotten
I'll drive you like cattle
So heed

Stampede
As we
Sleep
Your attack won't make a surface scratch on me

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