| Song | Asylum |
| Artist | Chantal Kreviazuk |
| Album | Ghost Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I get so blind, from all of these colours. | |
| Dressed up like kings and queens, but it don't mean a thing. | |
| A killer I'm not, murderers get caught. If I'm such a criminal, then take me away! | |
| Well I get so tired, of the word on the wire. | |
| It's all so black and white, but how quickly it fades. | |
| We eat food for thought, and forget what we've got. | |
| She was a prisoner, now an alien. | |
| Chorus: Over the ocean, a world away. | |
| Ghosts from her home, asylum, can't chase away. | |
| Oooooooooo... | |
| Chorus (x2) | |
| Ahhhhhh... |