Slipknot

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