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Cambodian Hexagon
02:35
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Cutting all the strings
Pulling all of your things
Coughing in your face
Till you catch the disease
Pushing all the buttons
Breaking all the rules
Destroying all creation
With the sharpest tools
Sing a song to a deafened crowd, gonna put you where you'll never be found
Cut you down, rearrange your face
Make six-feet under your home place
I've been down where the angels cry
I've been down where the good guys lie
I've been down where God don't care
You're only as clean as the suit you wear
Dancing with a killer
Prancing with the devil
Got your very own thriller
A new gun to your head
Beating on the walls
Scratching down the halls
Scream from coast to coast
Turn all your friends to ghosts
Sing a song to a deafened crowd, gonna put you where you'll never be found
Cut you down, rearrange your face
Make six-feet under your home place
Come on down where the angels cry
Come on down where the good guys lie
Come on down where God don't care
You're only as clean as the suit you wear
Everyone can make a change
And everything could change today
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Plastic
04:48
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Run and hide now as your facade begins to fade
You cannot hide from the truth, the honesty you've delayed
The colors you wear reflect who you are, such an obscure shade of black and blue
Withering away you are cold and alone, want everyone to feel sorry for you
I'm the skeleton in your closet, and I will never go away
I'm the lingering inevitable, and I am here to stay
Forever, for you, is never, and never will be forever
Try to escape your remorse, but Karma will take its course
The truth now burns a hole through your lies
Your fallacies have been revealed, and you don't even realize
Everyone knows your innocence is just a charade
Your methods are as lame as this pitiful game you've played
Everyone can see what kind of person you truly are
This is for yourself, the lifestyle you have made
You contradict your own words, you hide inside how you feel
Your life is so prosthetic, now show us something real
Cut me off like a tumor, but this disease will never be cured
Your insecurity is my humor
Your life is one big laughing stock
So end it all tonight
Accept to your plight
Even though you try to fight, this you cannot deny
Everyone knows your innocence is just a charade
Your methods are as lame as this pitiful game you've played
Everyone knows your smiles are just a facade
You waste away with every person you lead on
You are not as you seem
Your nightmare, my dream
You're bleeding the same old shame
With no one else, but yourself, to blame
I know what you think they think of you
I know what you think they know is true
I see the label on the make you wear
The truth will show as it begins to tear
Without the veil, you're nothing
Nothing more to hide behind
You're not fooling anyone
My eyes are no longer blind
I know what you are thinking
I know what you are doing
I know who you really are
And you don't live all that far
Everyone knows your innocence is just a charade
Your methods are as lame as this pitiful game you've played
Everyone can see right through your faulty disguise
Such a pitiful attempt to cover up all of your lies
Lived your life in black and white, now time to show your true colors
You cannot fake reality, now show them what you've shown me
Give up, you are nothing more than plastic
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3. |
Psycho
03:31
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Do you find yourself speeding and feeling too slow?
Do you feel you are nowhere wherever you go?
Do you find no diamond, nor no rough?
Do you feel as if life is not enough?
Don't you feel the hate, don't you hate to feel?
Like everything around you is so unreal
Do you find a thrill in things that kill?
Do you feel as if life is not enough?
Awaken every day to misfortune and pain
There is no reasoning for the insane
Living in loss and hoping to gain
Searching for sunshine, but left in the rain
Just misery looking for company
Depressive, psycho, hateful epitome
A guilty man with no one to blame
It's all the same
Do you have visions of repressed memories?
Do you hear voices that hear you too?
Do you contemplate ending your own life?
Do you fear people or do people fear you?
The same way you live is the same way you'll die
Your inescapable evils have brought you to your cell
Here, you'll waste away with each passing day
Nothing left but regrets, you're on your way to hell
Taking pills to ease your mind
But you can't leave your sins behind
For peace, you search, but never find
Envisioning, yet you're still blind
Just misery looking for company
Depressive, psycho, hateful epitome
A guilty man with no one to blame
It's all the same
Only one solution to your dementia
Circumvent the prefrontal cortex
Your sanity will slowly subside
When reality and fiction begin to collide
The pressure shakes the interior
Soon to shatter mental foundation
Once these walls encave, you are taken to your grave
Now that it all has overtaken you, you remain nothing more than a vegetable
Your crippled psyche has been split in two, such a shame to see you gone so soon
You once had a purpose, you once had it all
Now in your own hole, you begin to fall
The light of day will never shine on you again
Locked in your own cell, and this will never end
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4. |
The Wall
05:13
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(Instrumental)
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5. |
Axe Murder
03:54
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I've got something new for you to put in your head
A new whore for you to take to bed
Eat the center, it'll make its move
Kills it quicker when you know what to do
Sin is only business, and business is good
Bless your soul, you've gone so cold
Dust it off, so it will never get old
So close to Sunday
Kick back and pray it all away
All dead by Monday
You like to call it "being saved"
Masturbating with the hand of the Lord
Ain't the devil, but I got the wrist
Idle hands found some work today
Got no chains, but I'm a slave for this
Wish you were here with me
Sell your soul and you're living free
The art of immorality
So glad you finally see like me
So close to Sunday
Kick back and pray it all away
All dead by Monday
Abomination you sell and praise
The only villain is the one inside your head
A daily demon in the mirror that you think you adore
Some fine wine, a little fire, and a cozy bed
Your brains all over the floor
Learn your worship, burn your crosses
Learn your worship, life is lawless
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6. |
Sky Daddy
03:05
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Cold wind blows
So unforgiving
Taking lives
I stare through frames
Photographs
Moments forgotten
I sit alone
My life in flames
So distraught
Faces and names
Wasted times
Revived in lenses
Take a picture
Confine the day
Obsessive minds
Relive it some way
I watch you waste
I could take his place
Give me color
Where everything is gray
Lonely heart, cased in glass
When you breathe, I live again
Photographs
Moments made
We lay alone
Underneath
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7. |
Another Day To Waste
03:44
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So long to the life I knew
Farewell, to the grounds I grew
So long to everything I had
Farewell, to the good and bad
Every which way I stare
I see it everywhere
It's time to change the record
It's time to throw it all away
So long to the friends now gone
Farewell, to what I had and lost
So long to the gold I held
Hello, to the hell I dwell
Every little thing I do
I'm bleeding out for you
It's time to draw the curtain
It's time to end the day
So don't look for me
Don't wait for me
I'll be standing at the edge of the world
Waiting for the end of another wasted day
I left the world behind
I had to cleanse my mind
I've run so far and wide
But from your fate you can't hide
And everything I embrace
Still leads me back to this place
There's nowhere left to turn
You have to live to learn
So don't look for me
Don't wait for me
I'll be standing at the edge of the world
Waiting for this hollow shell to fade away
So don't look for me
Don't wait for me
I'll be standing at the edge of the world
Waiting for the end of another wasted day
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8. |
Dead Calls
04:59
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I watch you dig your own grave, so hollowed and grey
Switching your faces, killed by words
Picked by vultures as you walk away
And you hide your scars so well
Still you think you rule your hell
Look how it bleeds, cut with our needs
Skinning up your hands and feet
Look how you scream, fasting to feed
You vomit your words when you talk to me
Count where you're blessed, again and again
Twisting knives shoved in you
Switching your faces, coughing up sins
Pulling fingers from the hand of God
And you died too soon to tell
Still confusing heaven from hell
Look how it bleeds, down to your knees
Skinning up your hands and feet
Look how you curse, turn bad into worse
You're suffocating when you breathe
And you've died
Died?
Yes, you've died
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9. |
Crystal
06:06
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(Instrumental)
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10. |
Johnny's Rocket
04:35
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Sittin' on a park bench, waitin' for my prey
In just about a minute, out of school for the day
Her parents ain't home, she'll be naked and alone
Talkin' to some boys on the phone
Her dad's a masturbator and her mommy does drugs
Hidin' all their problems in the kisses and the hugs
Today's my lucky day, I get to have it my way
Ain't like I got a future anyway
And you grind your way in
Yeah, you'll find your way in
Don't you know you entertain
Don't you know you'll sin again
Take a ride on Johnny's rocket
Put your hand inside the pocket
It's a picture for the locket
Just some oil for the socket
Readjust the pompadour, take a step right through her door
It's the feeling I adore, keeps me coming back for more
But now there's blood all across the floor
Cleanin' up a mess, leave no story for the press
Jacket's soakin' wet, 'least now I can forget
Fucked up everything, and we did it together
But now it's strawberry fields forever
And you grind your way in
Yeah, you'll find your way in
Don't you know how you entertain
Don't you know that you'll sin again
Take a ride on Johnny's rocket
There's a gun in my pocket
It's a picture for the locket
Just some oil for the socket
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11. |
Inseparable Beauty
04:22
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(Instrumental)
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12. |
Atlas
05:50
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Travel far and you travel wide
All alone and nothing to hide
Over the mountains and through the fields
Ever do wonder if home is here
The stars guide you through night
You shake and stir in fright
In life you live, death forgives
The truth only shows when shared
Searching for something we always had
The silence here could drive you mad
Cannot stay, but you'll never leave
Ever did wonder where death might be
The stars guide you through night
You shake and stir in fright
In life you live, death forgives
The truth only shows when shared
All the ice is melting
All the ships are sailing
All the eyes are searching
But they can't see through yours
So consumed in your goddamn shame
But are you really the one to blame?
Everything we knew and more
Nature, she shows what we're living for
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(Instrumental)
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14. |
Evildoings
04:48
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Killer, liver, winner, sinner
Thank god I killed my wife this morning, there's plenty empty holes to see
Such a wonderful world, and I've got it all to myself
The white collar, he walks the streets
In two years, completely debt-free
Give him ten minutes today, and he'll vanish into greed
The waitress serving caffeine, taking orders for familiar fiends
She disappeared, but a dead hooker in the alley shares her face
I walk the earth
I starve men and women
I kill your children
I, alone, define evil
I burn down homes
I consume your sanity
I make you think of death
I, alone, am more than forever
Oh, the things we are all capable of
Playing Scrabble on an Ouija board
We could trade our lives for such simple pleasures
We only understand tragedy when it happens
We are only as we do
You kill me as I kill you
It's a holiday, I'll kill my friends if I want to
Twenty-three one-more's, I might just drop, too
Hell is everywhere
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15. |
Pile Driving The Shark
05:16
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(Instrumental)
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16. |
Rapture
04:21
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In oceans, we swam for days
The world crashed against us just like waves
The sun lit up abandoned homes and graves
Alive, once more, there's rapture in your gaze
The streets were dead and both our hands were red
Our eyes stayed locked and not one word was said
The rain falls harder now
A ghost is calling out
Heaven is hell we raised
The whole world set ablaze
We watch the sun dry up our lives
In oceans, we swam for days
The world crashed against us just like waves
We turned our heads and crawled back to our graves
Returning as the rapture stole our days
For miles and miles, we gaze
Our minds ran circles for days
Hearts beating, drowning the noise
Of every sound and every voice
The air gets colder now
The colors fading out
The sun is burning through
The world belongs to you
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Asylum 213 Richmond, Virginia
Asylum 213 is an experimental rock quartet originally founded as a solo project by Dylan Lawson in the summer of
2010.
Feel free to drop a line any time at themusicofasylum213@gmail.com for bookings, thoughts, compliments, insults, and more! Much love!
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