[Verse]
Am
I did my time and I want out
Em
So effusive, fade
C Em Am
It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant.
The reckoning, the sickening.
Em
Packaging subversion
C Em Am
Psuedo-sacrosanct perversion
Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves
Em C Em Am
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save.
Sinking in, getting smaller again.
Em C Em Am
I'm done It has begun, I'm not the only one
[Chorus]
Am C
And the rain will kill us all.
C Am
We throw ourselves against the wall.
G Em
But no-one else can see.
Am
The preservation of the martyr in me.
Am Em
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Am Em
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
[Verse]
C Em Am
There are cracks in the road we lay.
Em C Em Am
But we're the temple fell, the secrets have gone mad.
This is nothing new, but when we killed it all
Em C Em Am
The hate was all we had
Who needs another mess, we could start over.
Em C Em Am
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness
Venomous, insepid.
Em C Em Am
I think we're done-I'm not the only one
[Chorus]
Am C
And the rain will kill us all.
C Am
We throw ourselves against the wall.
G Em
But no-one else can see.
Am
The preservation of the martyr in me.
Am Em C Em Am
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Am Em C Em Am
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Am (repeat this chord with stacatto to the rythym of the song)
[Bridge]
Am
The limits of the dead
C
The limits of the dead
Am C Em
The limits of the dead
C Em Am
The limits of the dead
Am
Fake anti-facist lie
I tried to tell you but
Em C Em Am
Your purple hearts are giving out.
Can't stop a killing idea
If its hunting season
Em
Is this what you want?
C Em Am
I'm not the only one
[Chorus]
Am C
And the rain will kill us all.
C Am
We throw ourselves against the wall.
G Em
But no-one else can see.
Em Am
The preservation of the martyr in me.
Ooh, yeah!
I did my time and I want out
So effusive, fade, it doesn't cut
The soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Packaging subversion
Pseudo-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 laid
But where 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, insipid
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-fascist lie (Psychosocial!)
I tried to tell you but (Psychosocial!)
Your purple hearts are giving out (Psychosocial!)
Can't stop a killing idea - (Psychosocial!)
If it's hunting season (Psychosocial!)
Is this what you want? (Psychosocial!)
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
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
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
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