Psychosocial

[Primera Parte]

Am
I did my time and I want out
        Em
So effusive, fade
                     C     Em      
It doesn't cut, this soul is not so
Am
 vibrant

The reckoning, the sickening
Em
Packaging subversion
      C     Em     Am
Psuedo-sacrosanct perversion

Go drill your deserts, go dig your 
graves
Em                 C              
Then fill your mouth with all the 
 Em   Am
money you will save

Sinking in, getting smaller again
   Em                    C  Em    
I'm done It has begun, I'm not the 
Am
only one


[Estribillo]

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


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[Segunda Parte]

C   Em   Am
There are cracks in the road we lay
                Em            
But we're the temple fell, the 
       C  Em  Am
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
Just look me in the eyes and say 
   Am
I'm wrong

Now there's only emptiness

Venomous, insepid
Em                    C    Em   
I think we're done-I'm not the only 
Am
one

[Estribillo]

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, 
    C  Em  Am
Psychosocial
Am                Em     
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, 
    C  Em  Am
Psychosocial

[Puente]

            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

[Estribillo]

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