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With my perceptions in a mix,
Down 20 miles through the sticks,
To the clouded town of Hellview,
Population 96.
Excessive vacancy?
Well maybe in the shadow of an eye,
All the strangers pass right through it,
Where the rules just don't apply.
(Ooh) 3x
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.
The only way to ever leave
Is overflooded by the storm,
And entanglement in Hellview
Brings you fear in 50 forms.
(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.
Here three miles back is where we are,
All we ever wanted was an answer.
The civilized are close yet way too far,
All we ever wanted was an answer.
Footprints giving clue to where we are,
All we ever wanted was answer.
The civilized are close yet way too far,
All we ever wanted (wanted, wanted.)
(Ooh) 8x
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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