Oohh yeah I did my time and I want out, so abusive Fade, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrant The reckoning, the sickening Back at you, subversion, pseudo-sacred, pyscho virgin Go tell your classes, go dig you graves Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save Sinking in, getting smaller again Undone, it has begun, I'm not the only one And the rain will kill us all If we 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 lay From when the devil fell, the secrets have gone mad This is nothing new but would we kill it all Fate 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 but I'm missing something I think we're done, I'm not the only one And the rain will kill us all If we throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial The limits of the dead! The limits of the dead! The limits of the dead! The limits of the dead! Fake and defenseless lie (Psychosocial) I tried to tell you first (Psychosocial) Your hurtful lies are giving out (Psychosocial) Can't stop the killing (Psychosocial) I can't help 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 If 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 If 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! Fake and defenseless lie (Psychosocial) I tried to tell you first (Psychosocial) Your hurtful lies are giving out (Psychosocial) Can't stop the killing (Psychosocial) I can't help 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 If 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 If 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!

I love your projection but I don't love you Your perceived perfection though it's just not true I want an escape and tonight that's you You are my victim, you are my muse Just one specimen of a multitude I want a cliché I can click on cue Psychosocial Psychosocial Psychosocial Psychosocial Give me all access, give me what I want The compassionship of your tableau vivants I'm entertained until I'm not Psychosocial Psychosocial Psychosocial Psychosocial You don't call, you don't write It's like I don't even know you You don't look, you never reply And you won't 'cause I'm a Psychosocial (It's like I don't even know you) Psychosocial (And you won't 'cause I'm a...) Psychosocial (It's like I don't even know you) Psychosocial (It's like I don't even know you) I love your projection but I don't love you

I did my time, and I want out! So abusive faith! It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant. The reckoning, the sickening. Back at your subversion. Pseudo-sacred sick before dawn. Go to 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. There are cracks in the road we lay. But we're the devil filth, the secret death gone mad. This is nothing new, but would we kill 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, burn elicit self threat. I think we're done, 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. Fate! Cannot catch this lie, (Psychosocial) I've tried to tell you thrice! (Psychosocial) Your hurtful lies are giving out. (Psychosocial) Can't stop the killing, I can't help it. (Psychosocial) If it's something secret. (Psychosocial) Is this what you want? (Psychosocial) 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.

Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Tranquilito comprando pal de hielito Tenemos un par de baby's nos llaman papacito Todas tiene ese booty que sabe a coquito Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Bien bajito Con los ojos bajito Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Yeh, yo ando normal yeh Bajando par mal yeh De esta ola soy el marinero Y ustedes no saben nadar yeh A los hater lo tengo de lejo Porque ellos me quieren tirar yeh Yo joseo todo los dias La prendas que tengo todita son mia Ustedes son chota son todos policia Yo nunca a cambiado mi biografía Subiendo escalones casi todo los dia Y nunca se me muere la bateria No quiero relaciones yo no soy romeo Hoy yo ando normal en busca de teteo Yeh Tranquilo quieto Pero si me dejas baby aqui te lo meto En la silla de mi carro con el radio puesto A la media noche callaito y bien discreto Ya tu sabe que lo que, bebe Tengo el FT Y lo que busque Lo junte, lo doble, lo multiplique Y ahora ando con Leo Le Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Tranquilito comprando pal de hielito Tenemos un par de baby's nos llaman papacito Todas tiene ese booty que sabe a coquito Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Bien bajito Con los ojos bajito Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Cada semana yo cobro cienes Ellas me ven y solas se vienen Las baby se pegan fácil eso si yo lo sé No andamos En honda andamos en mercedes Cabron corone tengo lo que ustedes querían Se compran las ropas y todos parecen las mías Yo nací para ser un rey eso lo sabía Como giovacartoon papi yo siempre ando en la mía Que lo que, que lo que Por encima yo les pase Estoy en la cima y ustedes que? Papi un reloj con diamantes compré Yo se que todos ustedes me envidia También todos quieren vivir mi vida Hielo en mi cuello los vv brillan Ustedes no tienen por eso se quillan Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Tranquilito comprando pal de hielito Tenemos un par de baby's nos llaman papacito Todas tiene ese booty que sabe a coquito Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito Bien bajito Con los ojos bajito Andamos normalito con los cristales bajito