Asylum

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Asylum

Inpatient, Ren, Chris Webby · Asylum · 2026 · 5:01

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The preacher sins on Sunday morning The sheriff steps outside the law The teachers don't know much at all and It's all the same, empires rise and empires fall As we wander through the darkness, we'll die upon this hill And the only pill to swallow is the one that make you ill In this virtual reality, it's hard to see what's real There's something left worth saving I'm holding onto still The doctor is your local dealer The banker cuts himself a check The politician you believe in Is never around, just empty promises and debt As we wander through the darkness, we'll die upon this hill And the only pill to swallow is the one that make you ill In this virtual reality, it's hard to see what's real There's something left worth saving that hasn't yet been killed Where do we go when bound by the chains? When the tide gets low, I'll wait for the waves And still, I learn to let go with hope for a change When the world is an asylum, how you stay sane? Yeah, the times change But it's still the same thing played out on a constant loop As the wars wage on the centerfold stage And storyline's nothing new While we draw lines in the sand decided by the chosen few Just for something to believe in, anything will do And we throw spears over counterfeit fears While the kings and queens all watch Brothers shed tears But it falls on deaf ears in a land that God forgot Still, we thread hope through the hangman's rope And lose sight of what was lost All for something to believe in, but was it worth the cost? As we wander through the darkness, we'll die upon this hill And the only pill to swallow is the one that makes us ill In this virtual reality, it's hard to see what's real There's something left worth saving that hasn't yet been killed Where do we go when bound by the chains? When the tide gets low, I'll wait for the waves And still, I learn to let go with hope for a change When the world is an asylum, how you stay sane? Hold on, hold on, hold on Shalom, shalom, shalom In the dying of the light, there's a chance to be reborn Hold on, hold on, hold on A mother reaches for the needle A baby's lost before it wakes Without guidance for the people It's all the same, walls'll build, walls will break

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