Am I did my time and I want out Em So effusive, fade C Em Am It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant. The reckoning, the sickening. Em Packaging subversion C Em Am Psuedo-sacrosanct perversion Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves Em C Em Am Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save. Sinking in, getting smaller again. Em C Em Am I'm done It has begun, I'm not the only one 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. C Em Am There are cracks in the road we lay. Em C Em Am But we're the temple fell, the 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 Am Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong Now there's only emptiness Venomous, insepid. Em C Em Am I think we're done-I'm not the only one 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 C Em Am Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial. Am Em C Em Am Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial. Am (repeat this chord with stacatto to the rythym of the song) 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 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.
