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Decoding Slipknot's "Psychosocial": Unraveling the Meaning Behind the Song



Lead singer Corey Taylor explained:


"Man, what a love song to the band! Its got that Rammstien/ministry mechanical edge to it, but my vocals add something very real and very human to it. The Juxtaposition works and I wanted to play in and out of that world. Lyrically it's very much about us, and the fact that we can pull it off when were focused."


Lyrics


Ooh, yeah!



I did my time and I want out


So effusive, fade, it doesn't cut


The soul is not so vibrant


The reckoning, the sickening


Packaging subversion


Pseudo-sacrosanct perversion


Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves


Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save


Sinking in, getting smaller again


I'm done, it has begun, I'm not the only one



And the rain will kill us all


We throw ourselves against the wall


But no one else can see


The preservation of the martyr in me



Psychosocial!


Psychosocial!


Psychosocial!


Psychosocial!


Psychosocial!


Psychosocial!



There are cracks in the road we laid


But where the temple fell


The secrets have gone mad


This is nothing new, but when we killed it all


The hate 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


Venomous, insipid


I think we're done, I'm not the only one



And the rain will kill us all


We 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 dead!


The limits of the dead!


The limits of the dead!


The limits of the dead!



Fake anti-fascist lie (Psychosocial!)


I tried to tell you but (Psychosocial!)


Your purple hearts are giving out (Psychosocial!)


Can't stop a 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


We 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


We throw ourselves against the wall


But no one else can see


The preservation of the martyr in me



The limits of the dead


The limits of the dead


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