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Psychosocial

I did my time, and I want outso abusive,fateIt doesn't cut,The soul is not so vibrantThe reckoning, the sickeningBack at you, subversionPseudo-sacred with scared perversionGo drill your gasses,Go dig your gravesThen fill your mouthWith all the money you will saveSinking in, getting smaller againundone, it has begunI'm not the only oneAnd the rain will kill us all,Throw ourselves against the wallBut no one else can see,The preservation of the martyr in mePsychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocialPsychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocialOh, there are cracks, in the road we layfrom where the devil fellThe secrets have gone mad!This is nothing new,But would we kill it all?fate was all we hadWho needs another mess?We could start overJust look me in the eyesAnd say I'm wrongNow there's only emptiness,But a message to bringI think we're doneI'm not the only one!And the rain will kill us all,Throw ourselves against the wallBut no one else can see,The preservation of the martyr in mePsychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocialPsychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocialThe limits of the day!,The limits of the day!,The limits of the day!,The limits of the day!!Fake and defenseless lie,I tried to tell you first,Your hurtful lies are given out,Can't stop the killing idea,If it's hunting season,Is this what you want?,I'm not the only one!And the rain will kill us all,Throw ourselves against the wallBut no one else can see,The preservation of the martyr in meAnd the rain will kill us all,Throw ourselves against the wallBut no one else can see,The preservation of the martyr in me.The limits of the day!,The limits of the day!