96 Quite Bitter Beings
The Dead South
[Intro] (x4) [Verse 1] With my perceptions in a mix Down twenty miles through the sticks To the cloudy town of Hellview: Population 96 [Verse 2] Excessive vacancy well maybe In the shadow of an eye All the strangers pass through Where the rules just don’t apply [Instrumental] (x4) [Verse 3] At the fork turn left a store But on the right stay free from sight ’Cause 96 quite bitter beings Like to stack the bodies high [Verse 4] The only way to ever leave is Overflooded by the storm And entanglement in Hellview Brings you fear in fifty forms [Verse 5] They’ve deleted all the tourists At the bottom of the lake And not one supports the cause To leave the blood stay in the veins [Instrumental] E D (x8) [Verse 6] Here three miles back is where we are All we ever wanted was an answer Civilized are close but way too far All we ever wanted was an answer [Instrumental] E D (x8) [Verse 7] Footprints giving clue to where we are All we ever wanted was an answer Civilized are close but way too far All we ever wanted... [Outro] (x8)