🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Psychosocial - Slipknot

 I did my time,  I want out
 So effusive
 Fade
  doesn't cut,
 The soul  not so vibrant
 The reckoning,  sickening
 Packaging subversion
 Pseudo-sacrosanct perversion
 Go  your deserts,
 Go dig your 
 Then fill  mouth
 With all the money you  save
  in, getting smaller again
 Im done,  has begun
  not the only one
 
  the rain will kill us all,
 Throw ourselves  the wall
 But  one else can see,
  preservation of the martyr in me
 
 Psychosocial, psychosocial, 
  psychosocial, psychosocial
 
  there are cracks, in the road we laid
 But where the temple 
 The secrets  gone mad!
  is nothing new,
 But when  kill it all,
 The  was all we had!
  needs another mess?
 We could  over!
 Just look  in the eyes
 And say I'm 
  there's only emptiness...
 Venomous, insipid!
 I think we're 
 I'm not the only 
 
 And the rain will  us all,
  ourselves against the wall
 But  one else can see,
 The preservation of the martyr  me
 
 Psychosocial,  psychosocial
  psychosocial, psychosocial
 
 THE LIMITS  THE DEAD!
 THE  OF THE DEAD!
  LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
 THE LIMITS  THE DEAD!
 
 Fake  Lie,
 (Psychosocial),
 I tried  tell you,
 (Psychosocial),
  your purple hearts are giving out,
 (Psychosocial),
  stop the killing idea,
 (Psychosocial),
 If  hunting season,
 (Psychosocial),
 Is this what  want?,
 (Psychosocial),
 I'm not  only one!
 
 And the  will kill us all,
 Throw ourselves against the 
 But no one else  see,
 The preservation of the martyr  me
 
 And the  will kill us all,
 Throw  against the wall
  no one else can see,
 The preservation  the martyr in me.
 
 THE  OF THE DEAD!
 THE LIMITS OF  DEAD!
 THE LIMITS OF THE 
 THE  OF THE DEAD!