Psychosocial - Slipknot, guitar chords

Published: 2020-05-16 19:12
Selection chords: Katie Paterson

A#m
I did my time and I want out
             Fm
So effusive, fade
                             C#      Fm    A#m
It doesnʼt cut, this soul is not so vibrant.
A#m
The reckoning, the sickening.
Fm
Packaging subversion
            C#        Fm     A#m
Psuedo-sacrosanct perversion

Go drill your deserts, Go dig your graves
Fm                        C#                      Fm A#m
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save.

Sinking in, getting smaller again.
    Fm                             C#  Fm A#m
Iʼm done It has begun, Iʼm not the only one

A#m                         C#
And the rain will kill us all.
C#                   A#m
We throw ourselves against the wall.
    G#               Fm
But no-one else can see.
                                  A#m
The preservation of the martyr in me.

A#m                          Fm
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
A#m                          Fm
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.

C#     Fm  A#m
There are cracks in the road we lay.
                        Fm                    C# Fm A#m
But weʼre the temple fell, the secrets have gone mad.

This is nothing new, but when we killed it all
Fm                 C#  Fm  A#m
The hate was all we had

Who needs another mess, we could start over.
     Fm                                C# Fm A#m
Just look me in the eyes and say Iʼm wrong
A#m
Now thereʼs only emptiness
A#m
Venomous, insepid.
Fm                             C#  Fm A#m
I think weʼre done-Iʼm not the only one

A#m                         C#
And the rain will kill us all.
C#                   A#m
We throw ourselves against the wall.
    G#               Fm
But no-one else can see.
                                 A#m
The preservation of the martyr in me.

A#m                          Fm      C# Fm A#m
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
A#m                          Fm      C# Fm A#m
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.

                  A#m
The limits of the dead
                  C#
The limits of the dead
                  A#m C# Fm
The limits of the dead
    C#         Fm  A#m
The limits of the dead

A#m
Fake anti-facist lie

I tried to tell you but
Fm                            C# Fm A#m
Your purple hearts are giving out.
A#m
Canʼt stop a killing idea
A#m
If its hunting season
Fm
Is this what you want?
        C#    Fm    A#m
Iʼm not the only one

A#m                          C#
And the rain will kill us all.
C#                   A#m
We throw ourselves against the wall.
    G#               Fm
But no-one else can see.
          Fm                      A#m
The preservation of the martyr in me.