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Sheriff

Valentina · Howling Moon Music

Album: Healing Frequencies · Track 97
Meditation / Healing
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The Story Behind This Song

Sheriff came from being told, essentially, you don't get access anymore — by somebody who appointed himself gatekeeper and tried to back that control with authority and intimidation.

But there's one problem with trying to silence a songwriter.

You can control a phone. Block a page. Delete a message. Stand at a doorway. You cannot put handcuffs on a song.

And when the complaint became "her music keeps coming and coming and coming," he accidentally wrote the hook.

Damn right it keeps coming.

Every song is another flare over the wall. Another breadcrumb. Another way of saying: I'm still here.

So shine that fake Sheriff Spanky badge. Demand silence. Demand submission. Demand control.

The music keeps coming.

Lyrics

**[COLD OPEN — MALE, DISTORTED / PHONE-VOICE]**

"Her music...
it keeps coming and coming and coming."

**[FEMALE — DEAD CALM]**

Yeah.

That's the point.

**[DROP]**

---

**[CHORUS — IMMEDIATE / MASSIVE / CHANTABLE]**

Coming, coming, coming
My music keeps coming
Coming, coming, coming
And you can't fucking stop it

Crazy, crazy, crazy
Go ahead, go crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
'Cause I'm not going quiet

Block my number
Block my name
Block every door and shift the blame

You can lock the gate
You can play God—

**But you can't put handcuffs on a song.**

Coming, coming, coming
Yeah, the music keeps coming

---

**[VERSE 1 — GATEKEEPER / HARDER]**

Who made you the gatekeeper?
Who handed you the key?
Who the fuck gave you jurisdiction
Over blood, over love, over me?

Shine that fake sheriff badge
Sheriff Spanky demands silence
Sheriff Spanky demands submission
Silence. Submission. Control.

**[WHISPERED REVERB]**
Coming... coming... coming...

Fuck your badge
Fuck your bluff
Fuck your cuffs and your tough-guy stuff

Po-po poser
Pew-pew threats
Big-man theater, zero respect

Go back in the dark
Spank your monkey like it's mandatory
Polish up that plastic power
Practice your imaginary authority

You don't like me
'Cause I call out your lies
I call out the control
And it drives you—

**Crazy, crazy, crazy.**

**[REVERB — FEMALE STACKS]**
Crazy... crazy... crazy...

You can play sheriff
You can play king
You can pound your chest
You can pull every string

But you don't own her
You don't own me
And you don't get custody
Of somebody else's family

**[LOW BACKING CHANT]**
Can't block the song...
Can't block the song...

You built yourself a little kingdom
Out of fear and locked-up doors

Put her in a cage
Put me in one too

Careful, little sheriff—
Cages have a way of closing around you

---

**[BREAK — MALE, DISTORTED]**

"Stay away."

**[FEMALE]**

From my own family?

Who the fuck are you?

You walked in
Made yourself king
Then called everybody else the problem

---

**[HOOK DROP — HALF-TIME / CROWD RESPONSE]**

Fuck your rules—
**COMING.**

Fuck your lies—
**COMING.**

Fuck your gate—
**COMING.**

Fuck your pride—
**COMING.**

You can block the call—
**CAN'T BLOCK THE SONG.**

Delete the text—
**CAN'T BLOCK THE SONG.**

Kill the page—
**CAN'T BLOCK THE SONG.**

Say my name—

**THE MUSIC KEEPS COMING.**

---

**[VERSE 3 — HAUNTING / DAUGHTER & CHILDREN]**

Do the emails ever reach her?
Do the pictures disappear?

Do the "I love yous" get buried
Before she knows that they were here?

What do you tell the children
When somebody says my name?

Do you turn a living grandmother
Into someone they can't explain?

Do you make me the villain
So nobody asks what changed?

Funny—we were family
Before you started guarding the gate

Maybe she walks beside you now
Because fighting costs too much

Maybe silence buys one peaceful night
Maybe giving in feels safer than enough

But control ain't love
And fear ain't home

One day the fog can lift
One day the truth can show

**[DISTANT REVERB]**
Coming... coming... coming...

---

**[PRE-BRIDGE — MUSIC FALLS AWAY]**


Every note a breadcrumb
Through the dark.

If every road to you
Gets cut off one by one—

Follow the notes.
Follow the sound.

If you ever lose the road
Let the music lead you home.

---

**[MALE — DISTORTED / ANNOYED]**

"Her music keeps coming
and coming
and coming."

**[FEMALE — SMILING]**

Coming.

Coming.

Coming.

---

**[FINAL CHORUS — NUCLEAR / CHOIR / GUITARS / STOMPS]**

Coming, coming, coming
My music keeps coming
Coming, coming, coming
And you can't fucking stop it

Crazy, crazy, crazy
Go ahead, go crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
I'm never going quiet

Block my number
Block my name
Block every door and shift the blame

Play your sheriff
Play your God—

**YOU CAN'T PUT HANDCUFFS ON A SONG.**

Can't cuff it
Can't mute it
Can't kill it
Can't choose it

Every lie becomes a lyric
Every bruise becomes a beat

Every time you try to mute me
I put another one on repeat

Coming, coming, coming
Crazy, crazy, crazy

Sheriff Spanky—hear it coming
Shine that fake badge—still it's coming

Silence?
**COMING.**

Submission?
**COMING.**

Control?
**COMING.**

You wanted me quiet?

**You should've treated me better.**

---

**[OUTRO — BEAT CUTS / ONE DRY VOCAL]**

You can control a phone.

You can control a page.

You can stand in a doorway
and call yourself whatever the hell you want.

You can make yourself king
inside a house built out of fear.

But once I sing it—

Past you.

Into the world.

**You can't put handcuffs on a song.**

**[WHISPERED STACKS, FADING]**

Coming...
coming...
coming...

Crazy...
crazy...
crazy...

Can't block the song...
can't block the song...

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