Letra de Psychosocial(en ingles) de Slipknot
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Letra de PSYCHOSOCIAL(EN INGLES) de SLIPKNOT.
( Slipknot )
I did my time and I want out!
So abusive Fate! It does not stop
The soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Support your subversion Pseudo-sacred sick perversion
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I´m sick! It has begun - not just me!
And the rain 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
There are cracks in the road we lay.
But where the temple fell
The secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new, but when we kill it all?
The hate was all we had
Who needs another mess?, We could start again
Just look me in the eye and say I´m wrong!
Now there are only empty
Poison, Tasteless
I think we´re done - I am not alone!
And the rain will kill us all.
Throw ourselves against the wall.
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!
Destiny! I can not engage in this lie, (Psychosocial)
I´ve tried to say! (Psychosocial)
Your harmful lies are giving out (Psychosocial)
I can not stop the killing (Psychosocial)
If hunting season (Psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (Psychosocial)
I am not alone! (Psychosocial)
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
No one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
No one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
So abusive Fate! It does not stop
The soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Support your subversion Pseudo-sacred sick perversion
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I´m sick! It has begun - not just me!
And the rain 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
There are cracks in the road we lay.
But where the temple fell
The secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new, but when we kill it all?
The hate was all we had
Who needs another mess?, We could start again
Just look me in the eye and say I´m wrong!
Now there are only empty
Poison, Tasteless
I think we´re done - I am not alone!
And the rain will kill us all.
Throw ourselves against the wall.
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!
Destiny! I can not engage in this lie, (Psychosocial)
I´ve tried to say! (Psychosocial)
Your harmful lies are giving out (Psychosocial)
I can not stop the killing (Psychosocial)
If hunting season (Psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (Psychosocial)
I am not alone! (Psychosocial)
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
No one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
No one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
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