Psychosocial - Live at Download Festival 2009

Psycho fuckin' social
 Hold on
 Hold on
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 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
 Throw ourselves against the wall
 But no one else can see
 The preservation of the martyr in me
 Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
 Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
 Oh, 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
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 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
 The dead
 Thank you
 I want you to sing this motherfucker so loud
 That they can hear it all the way back in London
 All the way back in Birmingham
 All the way in fucking Nothingham
 All over fucking England
 I want you to sing it so fucking loud that the world can hear you sing it
 I want you to take it and make it your fucking own
 Are you with me out there?
 I'm gonna start it and I want you to finish it
 Are you ready
 I said are you fucking ready?