Slipknot Psychosocial

Tom: Eb Afinação: A E A D Gb B Intro: (Guitarra 1 - Parte 1) H.A H.A H.A H.A H.A H.A (Guitarra 2 - Parte 2) (Parte 2 - 2x) P.M. . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Primeira Parte: P.M. . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . I did my time, and I want out! So abusive fate, It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant. P.M. . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . The reckoning, the sickening. Back at you subversion. P.M. . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves! Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save. P.M. . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Sinking in, getting smaller again. I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one! Primeiro Refrão: Ab Eb Bb G And the rain will kill us all. C Eb Ab If throw ourselves against the wall. Eb Bb G But no one else can see. The preservation of the martyr in me. Passagem 1: P.M. . . . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial P.M. . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial Segunda Parte: P.M. . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Go! There are cracks in the road we laid. But we're the temple fell, the secret death's gone mad. P.M. . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . This is nothing new, but when we kill it all? The hate was all we had! P.M. . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Who needs another mess, we could start over. Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong! P.M. . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Now there's only emptiness, burn elicit self threat I think we're done, I'm not the only one! Segundo Refrão: Ab Eb Bb G And the rain will kill us all. C Eb Ab If throw ourselves against the wall. Eb Bb G But no one else can see. The preservation of the martyr in me. Solo: Ponte: The limits of the dead! (4x) (Guitarra 1) P.M. . . . . . . . . . . . . P.M. . . . . . . . . (Guitarra 2) P.M. . . . . . . . . . P.M. . . . . . . Terceira Parte: P.M.. . . . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Fate! Cannot catch this lie, (Psychosocial) I tried to tell you but, (Psychosocial) Your purple hearts are giving out. (Psychosocial) P.M. . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . Can't stop the killing idea. (Psychosocial) If it's hunting season. (Psychosocial) Is this what you want? (Psychosocial) I'm not the only one! Terceiro Refrão 2x: Ab Eb Bb G And the rain will kill us all. C Eb Ab If throw ourselves against the wall. Eb Bb G But no one else can see. The preservation of the martyr in me. Final: (Guitarra 1) P.M.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . . . . . H.A (Guitarra 2) P.M.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . P.M.. . . . . . . . . . H.A P.M. . . . . . . . . . . . . . P.M. . . . . . . . . . .