The feeling of annoyance you get after spending too much time socializing.
After spending the weekend at the conference, I was beginning to feel psychosocial; I needed to be alone.
117π 19π
Slipknot's new single off of their fourth studio album, All Hope Is Gone.
psychosocial chorus:
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
stay (sic)
325π 98π
A Slipknot song from 2008s All Hope Is Gone
PSYCHOSOCIAL!
PSYCHOSOCIAL!
PSYCHOSOCIAL!
PSYCHOSOCIAL!
PSYCHOSOCIAL!
PSYCHOSOCIAL!
8π 1π
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
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 anti-fascist lie
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!
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!
7π 2π
The act of staying home and listening to Slipknot during a pandemic.
Man, I tell ya...all this βRona out here and to make matters worse the neighbor on the other side of us has been wearing a freaky looking mask and head banging/screaming about wanting to stamp you out while he grills sausage and burgers.
Oh thatβs just olβ Douglas, heβs just doing his Patriotic duty and Psychosocial distancing.
1π 1π
A term coined by the band Slipknot that means to go into an enraged or psychotic state
What was wrong with Jerry last night?
He went psychosocial