Psychosocial
SlipknotVersion1TuningE2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high)
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I did my time and I want out
So effusive, fade
It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant.
The reckoning, the sickening.
Packaging subversion
Psuedo-sacrosanct perversion
Go drill your deserts, 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 rain will kill us all.
We throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
There are cracks in the road we lay.
But we're the temple fell, the secrets have gone mad.
This is nothing new, but when we killed 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
Venomous, insepid.
I think we're done-I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all.
We 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
Fake anti-facist lie
I tried to tell you but
Your purple hearts are giving out.
Can't stop a killing idea
If its hunting season
Is this what you want?
I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all.
We throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.
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Readable chord sheet for Psychosocial by Slipknot
Tuning: E2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high)
[Am]I did my time and I want out So effusive, [Em]fade It doesn't cut, this soul is [C]not so [Em]vibrant.[Am] The reckoning, the sickening. [Em]Packaging subversion Psuedo-sacro[C]sanct per[Em]version[Am] Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves [Em]Then fill your mouth with [C]all the money you will [Em]save.[Am] Sinking in, getting smaller again. I'm [Em]done It has begun, I'm not the [C]only [Em]one [Am] [Am]And the rain will kill us a[C]ll. [C]We throw ourselves a[Am]gainst the wall. But [G]no-one else can [Em]see. The preservation of the martyr in [Am]me. [Am]Psychosocial, Psychosocial, [Em]Psychosocial. [Am]Psychosocial, Psychosocial, [Em]Psychosocial. [C]There [Em]are [Am]cracks in the road we lay. But we're the temple fel[Em]l, the secrets have gone mad.[C] [Em] [Am] This is nothing new, but when we killed it all [Em]The hate was all we had [C] [Em] [Am] Who needs another mess, we could start over. Just [Em]look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong [C] [Em] [Am] Now there's only emptiness Venomous, insepid. [Em]I think we're done-I'm not the [C]only [Em]one [Am] [Am]And the rain will kill us a[C]ll. [C]We throw ourselves a[Am]gainst the wall. But [G]no-one else can [Em]see. The preservation of the martyr in [Am]me. [Am]Psychosocial, Psychosocial, [Em]Psychosocial.[C] [Em] [Am] [Am]Psychosocial, Psychosocial, [Em]Psychosocial.[C] [Em] [Am] [Am] The limits of the [Am]dead The limits of the [C]dead The limits of the [Am]dead [C] [Em] The [C]limits of [Em]the [Am]dead [Am]Fake anti-facist lie I tried to tell you but [Em]Your purple hearts are giving out.[C] [Em] [Am] Can't stop a killing idea If its hunting season [Em]Is this what you want? I'm not [C]the o[Em]nly one [Am] [Am]And the rain will kill us al[C]l. [C]We throw ourselves a[Am]gainst the wall. But [G]no-one else can [Em]see. The preser[Em]vation of the martyr in [Am]me.