Slipknot – Psychosocial

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“Psychosocial” is a standout track by the American heavy metal band Slipknot, released as the second single from their fourth studio album, All Hope Is Gone, in 2008. Written by all nine members of the band, including Corey Taylor, Jim Root, and Joey Jordison, the song embodies Slipknot’s aggressive and intricate musical style. It blends heavy metal and nu-metal elements, characterized by fast-paced guitar riffs, powerful drumming, and Taylor’s intense vocal delivery.

The lyrics of “Psychosocial” delve into themes of anger, betrayal, and societal issues, reflecting the band’s internal struggles and broader frustrations with the world. Corey Taylor has noted that the song captures the band’s raw emotions and conflicts, making it resonate deeply with fans.

Upon its release, “Psychosocial” achieved significant commercial success, peaking at number 7 on the Billboard Mainstream Rock Tracks chart and number 13 on the UK Singles Chart. The track also received extensive airplay on rock radio stations. Critics and fans praised the song for its energy, complexity, and lyrical depth, earning it a Grammy nomination for Best Metal Performance in 2009.

The music video for “Psychosocial,” directed by Paul Brown, features the band performing in a desolate, post-apocalyptic setting. The intense visual effects and dynamic camera work enhance the song’s aggressive tone, making the video one of Slipknot’s most iconic.

“Psychosocial” remains a staple in Slipknot’s live performances, frequently included in their setlists due to its high energy and ability to engage the crowd. The song’s influence extends beyond the metal genre, with various artists covering and remixing it. Its presence in video games and other media further cements its status as a significant track in Slipknot’s discography.

Psychosocial LYRICS

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


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!



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!

The limits of the dead…