There are cracks in the road we laid There are cracks in the road we laid Mas ninguém mais pode enxergar But where the temple fell But where the temple fell A preservação do mártir em mim. The preservation of the martyr in me The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial!(圆) Psychosocial!(圆) Nos jogará contra a parede. We throw ourselves against the wall We throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see But no one else can see E a chuva matará todos nós. Eu terminei! E isso começou, eu não sou o único. Sinking in - getting smaller again Sinking in - getting smaller again Vá cultivar seus desertos, vá cavar sua cova! I'm done! it has begun - i'm not the only one! I'm done! it has begun - i'm not the only one! Depois enche a boca com todo esse dinheiro que guardará. Go drill your deserts - go dig your graves Go drill your deserts - go dig your graves De volta á sua subversão Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save Doença pseudo-santificada antes do amanhecer. Pseudo sacrosanct perversion Pseudo sacrosanct perversion O acumular, o adoecer.

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 did my time and i want out I did my time and i want out Psicossocial So abusive fate - it doesn't cut So abusive fate - it doesn't cut The soul is not so vibrant The soul is not so vibrant Eu fiz o que pude, e quero sair! The reckoning - the sickening The reckoning - the sickening Fé tão abusiva! Packaging subversion Packaging subversion Isso não vale, esta alma não é tão vibrante.

I’m not the only one…ĪND 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

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.

Letra de slipknot psychosocial