Not the bees!

(Verse 1) In the quiet of the afternoon, Underneath the blazing sun, I’m out here fighting with the grass, While the summer’s heat is burning on. (Pre-Chorus) I thought I’d find some peace today, Just the hum of the mower and a gentle sway, But the swarm that came to haunt my dreams, Turns my solace into screams. (Chorus) Oh, the stings of summer, Burning like forgotten scars, In this endless cycle, Where the pain’s written in the stars. I’m caught between the blades and the bees, Lost in a field of broken dreams. (Verse 2) Every buzz is like a taunting scream, Echoes of a past unseen, And the grass beneath my feet turns red, As I fight to clear the tears I've shed. (Pre-Chorus) I thought I’d find some calm in this, But it’s a battlefield I can’t dismiss, Every sting a reminder of the scars, In this life that leaves no memoirs. (Chorus) Oh, the stings of summer, Burning like forgotten scars, In this endless cycle, Where the pain’s written in the stars. I’m caught between the blades and the bees, Lost in a field of broken dreams. (Bridge) Underneath the blazing sun, The echoes of the pain weigh a ton, And though I try to push away, The stings and memories just stay. (Chorus) Oh, the stings of summer, Burning like forgotten scars, In this endless cycle, Where the pain’s written in the stars. I’m caught between the blades and the bees, Lost in a field of broken dreams. (Outro) So I’ll cut through this agony, With each blade of grass, a piece of me, And though the stings may never fade, I’ll keep mowing through this endless shade.