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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Tornillo
Mark Tornillo
Songwriter
Wolf Hoffmann
Wolf Hoffmann
Composer
Peter Baltes
Peter Baltes
Songwriter

Lyrics

Crossed bars, out the door
Stompin' out through the town
Crawl 'cross beyond control
This body's gonna take you down
Bulldozer 'til you walk
Rock, block and we'll spit you out
Steamroll you in the mud
I'll tell you what it's all about
It's your time
Uh
Cross bar, runaway
Feet flyin' through the air
No time, no escape
Caught within the stare
Still wear your parachute
Drag you in the dirt
I'll plant you in the soil
And serve your just desserts
So loud
It's the end of the line
You breed your crimes
But you wastin' your breath
You'll never win
(Stampede)
Trampled to the ground
(Stampede)
Flattened by the sound, did you like a
(Stampede)
Burned you in the stove
(Stampede)
And pulverize your bones
You're gonna disappear
Into the bloody swell
Drive you, round and round
To a mosh pit straight from hell
Knock you off your throne
Rearrange your face
And when you bottom out
It's a long way down from grace
So loud
It's the end of the line
You breed your crimes
But don't waste your breath
You'll never win
(Stampede)
Trampled to the ground
(Stampede)
Flattened by the sound, would you like a
(Stampede)
Burned you in the stove
(Stampede)
And pulverize your bones
(Stampede)
Trampled to the ground
(Stampede)
Flattened by the sound, would you like a
(Stampede)
Burned you in the stove
(Stampede)
And pulverize your bones
(Stampede)
Would you like a
Stampede?
Yeah
Written by: Mark Tornillo, Peter Baltes, Wolf Hoffmann
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