The Dead South – 96 Quite Bitter Beings (Guitar)

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With my perceptions in a mix

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Down twenty miles through the sticks

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To the cloudy town of Hellview: Population 96

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Excessive vacancy, well maybe

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In the shadow of an eye

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All the strangers pass through

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Where the rules just don't apply

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At the fork turn left a store

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But on the right stay free from sight

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'Cause 96 quite bitter beings

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Like to stack the bodies high

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The only way to ever leave is

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Overflooded by the storm

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And entanglement in Hellview

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Brings you fear in fifty forms

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They've deleted all the tourists

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At the bottom of the lake

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And not one supports the cause

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To leave the blood stay in the veins

D                               Em
Here, three miles back is where we are

C                         Em
All we ever wanted was an answer

D                           Em
Civilized are close but way too far

C                         Em
All we ever wanted was an answer

D                               Em
Footprints giving clue to where we are

C                         Em
All we ever wanted was an answer

D                           Em
Civilized are close but way too far

C                         Em
All we ever wanted...