The Stanfields - Carolina reaper

Lost in a ^G5haze of battered steel Factory ^Ccorpses - fallow ^G5fields Made to ^G5reap what others sowed An imminent ^Cbanquet ^Amfor the ^G5crows The taste of ^G5rain knows not your tongue The sound of ^G5laughter - stranger still Caro^Clina - do you long for the ^G5grandeur Of another ^Fage when mountains ^Ammoved upon comm^G5and? Before the ^Fbomb rendered ^Amsoil into sand

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Do you ^G5believe that gods or men Led you ^Cto this viper ^G5den? The wilder^G5ness cares not for qualms Trivial ^Fflags and ^Ambroken ^G5psalms Still you ^G5crave old tired lines You poor bag of ^G5bones in a tattered coat Caro^Clina, do you long for an ^G5answer? The answer ^Flays in the wicked ^Amhearts of human^G5kind Swept up in the ^Fcraze of a ^Amlayman’s grand design

^G5Ooooh-woohoo-oooh^{F Am G5 G5}Ooooh-woohoo-oooh^{F Am G5}

Critical ^G5mass and cruel machines Raped the ^Cearth in uni^G5ty Clinked their ^G5glasses - claimed a win They played you ^Flike a ^Amviol^G5in In the ^G5dying symphony’s Final ^G5opus, you’re a star Caro^Clina, do you long for a ^G5future Praying for ^Frain for the ^Amfarmer in the ^G5dell Or spitting out ^Fnails on a ^Ambroken carousel?

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