🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Psychosocial - Slipknot

  did my time, and I want out
 So effusive
 Fade
 It  cut,
  soul is not so vibrant
 The reckoning, the 
 Packaging subversion
 Pseudo-sacrosanct perversion
  drill your deserts,
 Go  your graves
 Then fill your 
 With all the money you  save
 Sinking  getting smaller again
 Im done,  has begun
 I'm not  only one
 
 And the rain will  us all,
 Throw ourselves against  wall
 But no one else can 
 The preservation of  martyr in me
 
 Psychosocial, psychosocial, 
  psychosocial, psychosocial
 
 Oh, there are cracks, in  road we laid
  where the temple fell,
 The secrets have  mad!
 This is nothing 
 But when we  it all,
 The hate  all we had!
 Who needs another 
  could start over!
 Just look  in the eyes
 And say I'm 
 Now there's  emptiness...
 Venomous, insipid!
  think we're done
 I'm not the only 
 
 And the  will kill us all,
  ourselves against the wall
 But  one else can see,
 The preservation of the martyr in 
 
 Psychosocial,  psychosocial
 Psychosocial, psychosocial, 
 
 THE  OF THE DEAD!
  LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
 THE LIMITS OF  DEAD!
  LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
 
  Anti-Fascist Lie,
 (Psychosocial),
  tried to tell you,
 (Psychosocial),
 But your purple hearts are  out,
 (Psychosocial),
 Can't stop the killing 
 (Psychosocial),
  it's hunting season,
 (Psychosocial),
  this what you want?,
 (Psychosocial),
 I'm not  only one!
 
 And the  will kill us all,
 Throw  against the wall
 But no one else can 
  preservation of the martyr in me
 
 And the rain will kill us 
 Throw ourselves against the 
  no one else can see,
 The preservation of the martyr  me.
 
 THE LIMITS OF  DEAD!
 THE  OF THE DEAD!
 THE LIMITS  THE DEAD!
 THE LIMITS OF  DEAD!