psychosocial

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  1. slipknot'un son albümü all hope is gone'dan ilk klip çekilen şarkı. şarkının en güzel yeri şüphesiz solosu. sözleri de şöyledir:

    I did my time, and I want out
    so abusive,fate
    It doesn't cut,
    The soul is not so vibrant
    The reckoning, the sickening
    Back at you, subversion
    Pseudo-sacred psycho virgin
    Go drill your deserts,
    Go dig your graves
    Then fill your mouth
    With all the money you will save
    Sinking in, getting smaller again
    undone, 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
    from where the devil fell
    The secrets have gone mad!
    This is nothing new,
    But would we kill it all?
    fate 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 a message to bring
    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!

    Fake and defenseless lie,
    I tried to tell you first
    Your hurtful lies are given out
    Can't stop the killing, I can't help it
    If it's hunting season
    Is this what you want?
    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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