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Dyslexicon

by Dyslexicon

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1.
Memory 05:23
Fog is everywhere Capsized in the dead of night The rotting memories are still there in my mind They’re less of a picture, and lesser defined But where do I go, what direction is right? I survived uninjured but paralyzed Every day it dissolves like sugar But my coffee only gets more bitter Well what is even true anymore? Anymore? I guess I’ll fill in the details someday when I’m older Is it the sunlight Or just my damaged view Who am I? Striking at my heart, all the thoughts I try to ostracize Implanted in my head, they never seem to wanna die Floating round their faces, doubletalking spite Falling back to my room, and hiding all the knives Only feelings remain But nothing ever feels right A faded photocopy of a copy of a copy It’s a rollercoaster ride And the water’s on the rise Yet I’m stuck at the bottom Reaching for the stars Is it the sunlight Or just my damaged view Who am I?
2.
Precipice 06:01
Shivering cold Seeing his Breath Underneath the steps he slept Residing inside In shadows where I hide The house is nothing but a lie Upwards and upwards Up onto the porch Climbing on shattered limbs Bleed like a pig And just leave him for dead Call me a leech I insist Stepping off the precipice Life is not a consequence Stepping off the precipice Spinning around And never coming down Splayed out like cinquefoil The sweating has drowned The flowers on the ground And seeps into the dirty soil Run up the stairs And come let down your hair Allow me to show you inside Open up the window “I don’t want to see the sun” Soaking up the smoke in your eyes Stepping off the precipice Life is not a consequence Stepping off the precipice Breath it in Push it out Catch its fall Down Down Down Down Down Down Down Down See the ground Open now Take the next step out Down Down Down Down Down Down Down Down Stepping off the precipice Life is not a consequence Stepping off the precipice
3.
Flesh Prison 03:36
You Want To Suffer You Want To Fucking Die Well I Can Make It That Everyone Knows What’s Fucked Up in Your Mind You Aren’t Worth It You Aren’t Nothing But Dirt And I Can Make Sure That I’m The One You’ll Always Listen To Cause I’m Worth It I’m All That You Know And I’ll Be Watching Cause I’m Worth It I’m So Great And I Don’t Ever Sleep AHHHHHH HA HA I’m Having A Blast But I Can Also Get Low With You And Sink You Down So Fast So Keep Treading You Can’t Keep It Up I’m Bubbling Up Under The Surface Ready To Come Right Out Cause I’m Worth It I’m Picking at Your Skin And I Keep Itchin’ Cause I’m Worth It When I’m Wrong The Stress Never Ends -------------------------------------- i know that it’s not true but sometimes it’s hard not to give in you keep yourself busy with all the addictions you have grown like a garden out of control so pick up a shovel and let’s dig in look deep inside your beautiful flesh prison and toil till there’s something solid within and it’s never gonna go away, some days i’m looking off the overpass, down onto the highway but i’ve kept my feet planted today go
4.
Wedding Day 05:05
I thought I wanted peace But doing nothing gives me no release Can’t even stand to sit in silence So all I really want is violence On your Wedding Day I wish you all the best On that wedding day I hope you choke Hope they're happier with you in their life And not mine Yeah Can’t seem to get any sleep Re-lived all of what you did to me Crazy how the time can fly I wish I could have put that bugspray in your eye On your Trial Day I wish you all the best On that Trial day I hope you choke Hope you’re happier locked inside your cell And not mine Yeah GET OUT GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT GET OUT OF MY HEAD HANDS TIED STOMACH TURNED BRIDGES SIGHED CITIES BURN KICK AFTER KICK AFTER KICK AFTER KICK BODY SICK SICK DESPAIR BLOODY DRIP NO REPAIRS KICK AFTER KICK AFTER KICK AFTER KICK OCEAN BREEZE ANKLE CLENCHED MOUNTAIN PEAK BLACKEST TRENCH KICK AFTER KICK AFTER KICK AFTER KICK I'm not scared I'm just waiting for someone to throw me away I’m not sorry I’m still learning to deal with the weight of it all I’m not angry Which concerns me, disturbing, unlearning a fault I’m not bothered I can take it and keep it, I won’t fucking call Waiting for someone to throw me away Waiting for someone to throw me away Waiting for someone to throw me away Waiting for someone to throw me away
5.
Inheritance 07:29
Feel her pain See her hand shake Next to her bed I cannot hear her say I feel it anyway “Where the hell am I?” I have no reply Doctor said comply Holding onto life Hear the banshee cry I scream out to the sky But then the next day comes Just as the next one’s done Speeding up and up and up But the symptoms never seem to stop Cut the brakes stomp it through to the blacktop Grounded to pieces But I can’t disappear I’m still here I’m alive Can’t see her face Waiting for it all to fade “Where the hell am I?” There is no reply Doctor said comply Holding onto life It’s Coming Day After Day It’s Coming Day After Day
6.
Torquemada 16:55
The show’s about to start It’s time we must depart Tightening of the chest Short and shallow breaths Just Breathe. I’m out of time. Am I asleep? Or it's a blur. (interviews) I feel safe What is Wrong? What is Wrong?

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Dyslexicon, by Dyslexicon

An expulsion of demons, dreams, dysfunctions, and disorders.
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released April 19, 2022

All songs written by Dan Hart

Guidance and feedback on “Precipice” by Dylan Baldi.

Recorded January - May 2021 at Ohmstead Studios
Produced by Dan Hart and Greg Livas
Engineered and Mixed by Greg Livas
Mastered by Steve Marek
Cover art, “Skulk”, by Bleede Art
Font, “Rockybilly” by Thomas Aradea
Back Photo, “Tryon Park”, by Dan Hart

Personnel:

Dan Hart - Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drums, Percussion, Keys, Rhodes, Vibraphone
Greg Livas - Various yelling on “Inheritance”, cymbal scrapes on “Inheritance”
Mech Heise - Rhodes on “Inheritance”
Brian Gadomski - Trumpet on “Torquemada”
Sam Titus - Samples and Processing on “Torquemada”

Spotify Link for influences and inspiration:
open.spotify.com/playlist/4CeUZrOS69GzmlJwDONT29?si=3f7c584163ec4d10

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Dyslexicon Chicago, Illinois

Dyslexicon is the soul-searching and emotionally-driven creative outlet of Dan Hart
dyslexiconchi@gmail.com

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