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Hellhound in the House

from Hellhound in the House by Hip Hatchet

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I never knew how tight my fists could ball up
I never knew how hard i could cry
when the fear sets in the danger is real
I’ll never sign your damned dotted line

I wanna see if you even have a spine
Does your blood run red, does your heart beat like mine
with weak mind and open ears what scares me the most
is the whispers from the trees that have hanged men before

Can you hear the wind, Can you hear the howl
A Hellhound caught the scent and ended up in the house
The thickest of skin and the deepest of hearts
do little more than nothing when they settle like dust

I heard tell a tale of a long black snake
That crawled along the top of the northern states
Death and destruction, firearms and dogs
while the hellhound lines his pockets and watches it all

So when the fires rise up and hell is on the loose
trust in your eyes to do exactly what they do
stare it in the face and open up your heart
and send that hellhound running back to where he came from

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from Hellhound in the House, released January 20, 2017

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Hip Hatchet Nashville, Tennessee

With a voice that can meander from a whispering purr to a hardened howl, Hip Hatchet lusters the poetics of travel. Threading bold and unique guitar picking patterns with the strings of experience Hip Hatchet, the songwriting moniker of Philippe Bronchtein, is the beautiful resolution of a life lived in motion. ... more

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