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Camp Kill Yourself - 96 Quite Bitter Beings
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With my perceptions in a mix,
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down 20 miles through the Styx
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To the cloudy town of Hellview population 96
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Excessive vacancy well maybe in the shadow of an eye
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All the strangers pass right through it
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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 like
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to stack the bodies high
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The only way to ever leave is over
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flooded by the storm
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And entanglement in Hell view
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brings you fear in 50 forms
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They've deleted all the tourists at the bottom
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of the lake
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And not one supports the cause to leave
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the blood stay in the veins
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Here three miles back is where we are
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All we ever wanted was an answer
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The civilized are close yet way too far
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All we ever wanted was an answer
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Footprints giving clue to where we are
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All we ever wanted was answer
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The civilized are close yet way too far
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All we ever wanted
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