Psychosocial

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 with scared perversion
Go drill your gasses,
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 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

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 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

The limits of the day!
The limits of the day!
The limits of the day!
The limits of the day!!

Fake and defenseless lie,
(Psychosocial)
I tried to tell you first,
(Psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are given out,
(Psychosocial)
Can't stop the 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,
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,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see,
The preservation of the martyr in me.

The limits of the day!
The limits of the day!