| Song | Psychosocial |
| Artist | Slipknot |
| Album | Antennas To Hell |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : CRAHAN, MICHAEL/FEHN, CHRIS/GRAY, PAUL/JONES, CRAIG/JORDISON, NATHAN/ROOT, JAMES/TAYLOR, COREY/THOMS |
| [00:36.320] | I did my time, and I want out |
| [00:40.060] | so abusive,fate |
| [00:41.530] | It doesn't cut, |
| [00:43.560] | The soul is not so vibrant |
| [00:45.250] | The reckoning, the sickening |
| [00:48.800] | Back at you, subversion |
| [00:50.280] | Pseudo-sacred with scared perversion |
| [00:52.230] | Go drill your gasses, |
| [00:54.230] | Go dig your graves |
| [00:55.870] | Then fill your mouth |
| [00:57.510] | With all the money you will save |
| [00:59.260] | Sinking in, getting smaller again |
| [01:01.740] | undone, it has begun |
| [01:04.410] | I'm not the only one |
| [01:06.400] | And the rain will kill us all, |
| [01:10.820] | Throw ourselves against the wall |
| [01:14.800] | But no one else can see, |
| [01:17.900] | The preservation of the martyr in me |
| [01:21.570] | Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial |
| [01:26.880] | Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial |
| [01:33.700] | Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay |
| [01:36.500] | from where the devil fell |
| [01:37.990] | The secrets have gone mad! |
| [01:41.320] | This is nothing new, |
| [01:43.450] | But would we kill it all? |
| [01:45.050] | fate was all we had |
| [01:48.520] | Who needs another mess? |
| [01:50.620] | We could start over |
| [01:52.300] | Just look me in the eyes |
| [01:53.810] | And say I'm wrong |
| [01:55.720] | Now there's only emptiness, |
| [01:57.590] | But a message to bring |
| [01:59.640] | I think we're done |
| [02:01.460] | I'm not the only one! |
| [02:03.500] | And the rain will kill us all, |
| [02:07.260] | Throw ourselves against the wall |
| [02:11.290] | But no one else can see, |
| [02:14.650] | The preservation of the martyr in me |
| [02:17.390] | Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial |
| [02:24.250] | Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial |
| [02:30.960] | |
| [02:58.440] | The limits of the dead!, |
| [03:05.580] | The limits of the dead!, |
| [03:13.420] | The limits of the dead!, |
| [03:19.890] | The limits of the dead!! |
| [03:24.580] | |
| [03:29.620] | Fake and defenseless lie, |
| [03:31.640] | I tried to tell you first, |
| [03:33.640] | Your hurtful lies are given out, |
| [03:37.080] | Can't stop the killing idea, |
| [03:38.970] | If it's hunting season, |
| [03:40.750] | Is this what you want?, |
| [03:42.500] | I'm not the only one! |
| [03:44.490] | And the rain will kill us all, |
| [03:48.900] | Throw ourselves against the wall |
| [03:52.610] | But no one else can see, |
| [03:55.940] | The preservation of the martyr in me |
| [03:59.600] | And the rain will kill us all, |
| [04:02.840] | Throw ourselves against the wall |
| [04:06.890] | But no one else can see, |
| [04:10.090] | The preservation of the martyr in me. |
| [04:14.440] | |
| [04:25.380] | The limits of the dead!, |
| [04:33.200] | The limits of the dead! |
| [04:39.530] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : CRAHAN, MICHAEL FEHN, CHRIS GRAY, PAUL JONES, CRAIG JORDISON, NATHAN ROOT, JAMES TAYLOR, COREY THOMS |
| [00:36.320] | I did my time, and I want out |
| [00:40.060] | so abusive, fate |
| [00:41.530] | It doesn' t cut, |
| [00:43.560] | The soul is not so vibrant |
| [00:45.250] | The reckoning, the sickening |
| [00:48.800] | Back at you, subversion |
| [00:50.280] | Pseudosacred with scared perversion |
| [00:52.230] | Go drill your gasses, |
| [00:54.230] | Go dig your graves |
| [00:55.870] | Then fill your mouth |
| [00:57.510] | With all the money you will save |
| [00:59.260] | Sinking in, getting smaller again |
| [01:01.740] | undone, it has begun |
| [01:04.410] | I' m not the only one |
| [01:06.400] | And the rain will kill us all, |
| [01:10.820] | Throw ourselves against the wall |
| [01:14.800] | But no one else can see, |
| [01:17.900] | The preservation of the martyr in me |
| [01:21.570] | Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial |
| [01:26.880] | Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial |
| [01:33.700] | Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay |
| [01:36.500] | from where the devil fell |
| [01:37.990] | The secrets have gone mad! |
| [01:41.320] | This is nothing new, |
| [01:43.450] | But would we kill it all? |
| [01:45.050] | fate was all we had |
| [01:48.520] | Who needs another mess? |
| [01:50.620] | We could start over |
| [01:52.300] | Just look me in the eyes |
| [01:53.810] | And say I' m wrong |
| [01:55.720] | Now there' s only emptiness, |
| [01:57.590] | But a message to bring |
| [01:59.640] | I think we' re done |
| [02:01.460] | I' m not the only one! |
| [02:03.500] | And the rain will kill us all, |
| [02:07.260] | Throw ourselves against the wall |
| [02:11.290] | But no one else can see, |
| [02:14.650] | The preservation of the martyr in me |
| [02:17.390] | Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial |
| [02:24.250] | Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial |
| [02:30.960] | |
| [02:58.440] | The limits of the dead!, |
| [03:05.580] | The limits of the dead!, |
| [03:13.420] | The limits of the dead!, |
| [03:19.890] | The limits of the dead!! |
| [03:24.580] | |
| [03:29.620] | Fake and defenseless lie, |
| [03:31.640] | I tried to tell you first, |
| [03:33.640] | Your hurtful lies are given out, |
| [03:37.080] | Can' t stop the killing idea, |
| [03:38.970] | If it' s hunting season, |
| [03:40.750] | Is this what you want?, |
| [03:42.500] | I' m not the only one! |
| [03:44.490] | And the rain will kill us all, |
| [03:48.900] | Throw ourselves against the wall |
| [03:52.610] | But no one else can see, |
| [03:55.940] | The preservation of the martyr in me |
| [03:59.600] | And the rain will kill us all, |
| [04:02.840] | Throw ourselves against the wall |
| [04:06.890] | But no one else can see, |
| [04:10.090] | The preservation of the martyr in me. |
| [04:14.440] | |
| [04:25.380] | The limits of the dead!, |
| [04:33.200] | The limits of the dead! |
| [04:39.530] |