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Psychosocial - Slipknot
I did my time!
And I want out!
I saw my future, afraid!
It doesn't cut!
The soul is not so vibrant!
The reckoning! The sickening!
Back at you, subversion!
Pseudo-sacred, sick perversion!
Go drill your gases!
Go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save!
Sinking in, getting smaller again!
I'm done! It has begun!
I'm not the only one!
And the reign will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial! Psychosocial! Psychosocial!
Psychosocial! Psychosocial! Psychosocial!
Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay!
But will it ever fill?!
The secrets have gone mad!
This is nothing new!
But would we kill it all?!
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess?!
We could start over!
Just look me in the eyes, and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness!
But I'm missing something!
I think we're done!
I'm not the only one!
And the reign will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial! Psychosocial! Psychosocial!
Psychosocial! Psychosocial! Psychosocial!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
Fate can not catch this lie! (Psychosocial!)
I tried to tell you first! (Psychosocial!)
Your hurtful lies are giving our! (Psychosocial!)
Can't stop the killing, I can't help it!
If it's hunting season! (Psychosocial!)
Is this what you want?! (Psychosocial!)
I'm not the only one!
And the reign will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the reign will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me....
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
I did my time!
And I want out!
I saw my future, afraid!
It doesn't cut!
The soul is not so vibrant!
The reckoning! The sickening!
Back at you, subversion!
Pseudo-sacred, sick perversion!
Go drill your gases!
Go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save!
Sinking in, getting smaller again!
I'm done! It has begun!
I'm not the only one!
And the reign will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial! Psychosocial! Psychosocial!
Psychosocial! Psychosocial! Psychosocial!
Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay!
But will it ever fill?!
The secrets have gone mad!
This is nothing new!
But would we kill it all?!
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess?!
We could start over!
Just look me in the eyes, and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness!
But I'm missing something!
I think we're done!
I'm not the only one!
And the reign will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial! Psychosocial! Psychosocial!
Psychosocial! Psychosocial! Psychosocial!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
Fate can not catch this lie! (Psychosocial!)
I tried to tell you first! (Psychosocial!)
Your hurtful lies are giving our! (Psychosocial!)
Can't stop the killing, I can't help it!
If it's hunting season! (Psychosocial!)
Is this what you want?! (Psychosocial!)
I'm not the only one!
And the reign will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the reign will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me....
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
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