Psychosocial - Slipknot, guitar chords

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

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

Go drill your deserts, Go dig your graves
D#m                        B                      D#m G#m
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save.

Sinking in, getting smaller again.
    D#m                             B  D#m G#m
Iʼm done It has begun, Iʼm not the only one

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

G#m                          D#m
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
G#m                          D#m
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.

B     D#m  G#m
There are cracks in the road we lay.
                        D#m                    B D#m G#m
But weʼre the temple fell, the secrets have gone mad.

This is nothing new, but when we killed it all
D#m                 B  D#m  G#m
The hate was all we had

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

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

G#m                          D#m      B D#m G#m
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
G#m                          D#m      B D#m G#m
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.

                  G#m
The limits of the dead
                  B
The limits of the dead
                  G#m B D#m
The limits of the dead
    B         D#m  G#m
The limits of the dead

G#m
Fake anti-facist lie

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

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