Slipknot - Psychosocial Lyrics
I did my time and I want out, so effusiveFate, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrantThe reckoning, the sickeningPackaging, subversion, pseudo-sacrosanct, perversionGo drill your deserts, go dig you gravesThen fill your mouth with all the money you will saveSinking in, getting smaller againI'm done, it has begun, I'm not the only oneAnd the rain will kill us allIf we throw ourselves against the wallBut no one else can seeThe preservation of the martyr in mePsychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocialPsychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocialOh, there are cracks in the road we layBut where the temple fell, the secrets have gone madThis is nothing new but when we killed it allThe hate was all we hadWho needs another mess, we could start overJust look me in the eyes and say I'm wrongNow there's only emptiness venomous insipidI think we're done, I'm not the only oneAnd the rain will kill us allIf we throw ourselves against the wallBut no one else can seeThe preservation of the martyr in mePsychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocialPsychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocialThe limits of the dead!The limits of the dead!The limits of the dead!The limits of the dead!Fake anti-fascist lie(Psychosocial)I tried to tell you but(Psychosocial)Your purple hearts are giving out(Psychosocial)Can't stop a killing idea(Psychosocial)If it's hunting season(Psychosocial)Is this what you want?(Psychosocial)I'm not the only oneAnd the rain will kill us allIf we throw ourselves against the wallBut no one else can seeThe preservation of the martyr in meAnd the rain will kill us allIf we throw ourselves against the wallBut no one else can seeThe preservation of the martyr in meThe limits of the dead!The limits of the dead!
