Slipknot “Psychosocial”
Today’s Calamity Politics Jukebox Choice of the Day is “Psychosocial” by Slipknot and comes from the twisted mind of Calamity herself. There are just some days that you need the dark lyrics of a group like Slipknot. The group has been breaking guitars for over 25 years and show no signs of slowing down. The guys behind the masks have proven they are talented songwriters and performers. In 2020 Slipknot was voted the ‘Best Band in the World’ by NME. The band’s last three albums have reached number one in the US Billboard Top 200 charts. Their live shows are legendary for both production and energy. Enjoy! Lyrics are below. DSM
“Psychosocial”
So effusive fade, it doesn’t cut
The soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Packaging subversion
Pseudo sacrosanct perversion
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
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial!
Psychosocial!
Psychosocial!
Psychosocial!
Psychosocial!
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
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!
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial!
Psychosocial!
Psychosocial!
Psychosocial!
Psychosocial!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
I tried to tell you but
Your purple hearts are giving out!
Can’t stop a killing idea
If it’s hunting season
Is this what you want?
I’m not the only one!
We throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
We throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead!