Are you ready?
This place inside my mind, a place I like to hide
You don't know the chances, what if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain
You don't know the chances, I'm so blind
Blind, blind
Another place I find to escape the pain inside
You don't know the chances, what if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain
You don't know the chances, I'm so blind
Blind, blind
Deeper, and deeper, and deeper
As I journey to live a life that seems to be
A lost reality
That can never find a way to reach my inner
Self-esteem is low, how deep can I go
In the ground that I lay if I don't find a way to
See through the gray that clouds my mind
This time I look to see what's between the lines
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I can see, I can see I'm going blind
I'm blind
I'm blind
I'm blind
I'm blind
Korn - Korn Album Lyrics
Korn - Korn Lyrics
Writer: Brian Welch, David Silveria, Dennis Shinn, James Shaffer, Jonathan Davis, Reginald Arvizu, Ryan Shuck
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Ball Tongue
There you are alone
With no hope of ever having something to be proud of
Something earned without begging
Yes, I know you're a person, a person close to me
Who do you think you are? What more do you want from me?!
Ball Tongue!
-You got the dykes off, I think they'll mind me
Ball Tongue!
-The rag I'm on, we are justified
Ball Tongue!
-Congrats you just f*cked up my make-up and shit
Ball Tongue!
-What have you done for me?!
Why are you at home buried in your own self pity?
Why do you insist on living the life clean out of me?
Yes, I know you're the person, the person that took time with me
Does it give you the right to expect your life revolves around me?!
Ball Tongue!
-You have come to take from your buddy
Ball Tongue!
-You have never been so funky
Ball Tongue!
-The higgle got sick of me
Ball Tongue!
-Ahh, the dick is fine for the day
Ball Tongue!
-Your brother took it from me
Ball Tongue!
-Unidetified enemy
Ball Tongue!
-Come f*cking back to save us and gave up
Ball Tongue!
-They've come to deliver me
You were my brother, Where does our friendship end? [x3]
You were my brother, I'm not going to give in
How can you f*ck'n doubt me, but not again [repeated]
Ball Tongue!
-They've driven right by my friends
Ball Tongue!
-They've taken the take above me
Ball Tongue!
-You're a psycho monkey
Ball Tongue!
-They've come to enslave me
Ball Tongue!
-They've jacken themselves onto me
Ball Tongue!
-Your f*ck'n gangster signs
Ball Tongue!
-They've come not to save them, but they take
Ball Tongue!
-F*ck'n death to f*ck'n me
You're psychopaths [repeated]
Ball Tongue!
-Berome's dead at the technodrome
Ball Tongue!
-You're right, he's dead, tear gas dropped, but who was it?
Ball Tongue!
-It dosen't of the rhythm of the damn monger
Ball Tongue!
-Can I die?! Can I die?!
Ball Tongue!
-And then, the man kept kick'n me
Ball Tongue!
-He gets him on, they're cool
Ball Tongue!
-He wasn't dead, and then they knocked him on the head
Ball Tongue!
-No more, he's rid of you. You're a Dyke!
With no hope of ever having something to be proud of
Something earned without begging
Yes, I know you're a person, a person close to me
Who do you think you are? What more do you want from me?!
Ball Tongue!
-You got the dykes off, I think they'll mind me
Ball Tongue!
-The rag I'm on, we are justified
Ball Tongue!
-Congrats you just f*cked up my make-up and shit
Ball Tongue!
-What have you done for me?!
Why are you at home buried in your own self pity?
Why do you insist on living the life clean out of me?
Yes, I know you're the person, the person that took time with me
Does it give you the right to expect your life revolves around me?!
Ball Tongue!
-You have come to take from your buddy
Ball Tongue!
-You have never been so funky
Ball Tongue!
-The higgle got sick of me
Ball Tongue!
-Ahh, the dick is fine for the day
Ball Tongue!
-Your brother took it from me
Ball Tongue!
-Unidetified enemy
Ball Tongue!
-Come f*cking back to save us and gave up
Ball Tongue!
-They've come to deliver me
You were my brother, Where does our friendship end? [x3]
You were my brother, I'm not going to give in
How can you f*ck'n doubt me, but not again [repeated]
Ball Tongue!
-They've driven right by my friends
Ball Tongue!
-They've taken the take above me
Ball Tongue!
-You're a psycho monkey
Ball Tongue!
-They've come to enslave me
Ball Tongue!
-They've jacken themselves onto me
Ball Tongue!
-Your f*ck'n gangster signs
Ball Tongue!
-They've come not to save them, but they take
Ball Tongue!
-F*ck'n death to f*ck'n me
You're psychopaths [repeated]
Ball Tongue!
-Berome's dead at the technodrome
Ball Tongue!
-You're right, he's dead, tear gas dropped, but who was it?
Ball Tongue!
-It dosen't of the rhythm of the damn monger
Ball Tongue!
-Can I die?! Can I die?!
Ball Tongue!
-And then, the man kept kick'n me
Ball Tongue!
-He gets him on, they're cool
Ball Tongue!
-He wasn't dead, and then they knocked him on the head
Ball Tongue!
-No more, he's rid of you. You're a Dyke!
Writer: BRIAN WELCH, BRIAN PHILIP WELCH, DAVID SILVERIA, DAVID RANDALL SILVERIA, JAMES SHAFFER, JAMES CHRISTIAN SHAFFER, JONATHAN DAVIS, JONATHAN HOWSMAN DAVIS, REGINALD ARVIZU
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Need To
I, I am confused, fighting myself
Wanting to give in, needing your help
Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch
Outside I don't know you, but inside I'm fine (f*cked)
Can you see it in me?
Skin cold from touch
Each day confronted with what I have done
You pull me closer, I push you away
You tell me it's okay, I can't help but fell the pain
I hate you!
Why are you taken?
I love you!
I feel so helpless
Why is it you?
Ripping my insides each time I lay with you
Why do I try?
Why do I really need to?
Why!! Why!! Why!! Why!!
F*ck you, bitch!
Need to [x3]. . . f*ck [x4]. . .
Slut
I hate you!
Why are you taken?
I love you!
I feel so helpless
Why is it you?
Ripping my insides each time I lay with you
Why do I try?
Why do I f*cking need to?
F*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . .
Slut
Wanting to give in, needing your help
Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch
Outside I don't know you, but inside I'm fine (f*cked)
Can you see it in me?
Skin cold from touch
Each day confronted with what I have done
You pull me closer, I push you away
You tell me it's okay, I can't help but fell the pain
I hate you!
Why are you taken?
I love you!
I feel so helpless
Why is it you?
Ripping my insides each time I lay with you
Why do I try?
Why do I really need to?
Why!! Why!! Why!! Why!!
F*ck you, bitch!
Need to [x3]. . . f*ck [x4]. . .
Slut
I hate you!
Why are you taken?
I love you!
I feel so helpless
Why is it you?
Ripping my insides each time I lay with you
Why do I try?
Why do I f*cking need to?
F*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . . f*ck . . .
Slut
Writer: BRIAN WELCH, BRIAN PHILIP WELCH, DAVID SILVERIA, DAVID RANDALL SILVERIA, JAMES SHAFFER, JAMES CHRISTIAN SHAFFER, JONATHAN DAVIS, JONATHAN HOWSMAN DAVIS, REGINALD ARVIZU
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Clown
life is within my body
four clicks. . . alright go
*click* *click* *click*
four I just said, you faggot piece of shit on the ground
ahh! four?
four. four?
*click* *click* *click*
Noooo!
Oh, hey, what are you talking about Ross?
Hey, the song's on! (hey Ton Ton)
. . . Ern! . . . Ern! . . . Ern! . . .
hey, are you saying so there's no clicks
hey, we're recording, now start
Just f*cking do it damn it!
*click* *click*
I wanna get a twist. I wish we could put twist
on a f*cking tape. . . stupid
Wanna hear it?
F*ck you! F*ck you!
Huh Hueh
Goooo!
Okay. . . you piece of shit!
Anger inside builds within my body
Why'd you hit me? What have I done?
You tried to hit me!
Scream at me again, if you like
Throw your hate at me with all your might
Hit me 'cause I'm strange, hit me!
You tell me I'm a pussy and you're harder then me
What's with you boy? Think hard.
A tattooed body to hide who you are
Scared to be honest, be yourself
A cowardly man!
I don't run around trying to be what's not within me
Look into my eyes, I am free
You're just a wanna-be
To come out
Hit me clown
because I'm not from your town, now hit me clown
Clown you ain't shit. Turn around and get your face split.
I'm just too f*cking little! [3x]
I'm just a f*cking mental! [4x]
four clicks. . . alright go
*click* *click* *click*
four I just said, you faggot piece of shit on the ground
ahh! four?
four. four?
*click* *click* *click*
Noooo!
Oh, hey, what are you talking about Ross?
Hey, the song's on! (hey Ton Ton)
. . . Ern! . . . Ern! . . . Ern! . . .
hey, are you saying so there's no clicks
hey, we're recording, now start
Just f*cking do it damn it!
*click* *click*
I wanna get a twist. I wish we could put twist
on a f*cking tape. . . stupid
Wanna hear it?
F*ck you! F*ck you!
Huh Hueh
Goooo!
Okay. . . you piece of shit!
Anger inside builds within my body
Why'd you hit me? What have I done?
You tried to hit me!
Scream at me again, if you like
Throw your hate at me with all your might
Hit me 'cause I'm strange, hit me!
You tell me I'm a pussy and you're harder then me
What's with you boy? Think hard.
A tattooed body to hide who you are
Scared to be honest, be yourself
A cowardly man!
I don't run around trying to be what's not within me
Look into my eyes, I am free
You're just a wanna-be
To come out
Hit me clown
because I'm not from your town, now hit me clown
Clown you ain't shit. Turn around and get your face split.
I'm just too f*cking little! [3x]
I'm just a f*cking mental! [4x]
Writer: BRIAN WELCH, DAVID SILVERIA, JONATHAN HOWSMAN DAVIS, JAMES SHAFFER, REGINALD ARVIZU
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Divine
I hide only to defy you
Take away the only love inside you
I see the face through everyone
Inside I've just begun!
You think I'm out to scare you
I'm only out to prepare you for when you stop and turn around
Your body's going down!
You're gonna waste your time,
Your life will soon be mine,
You're definitely one of a kind, and
You're suffering 'cause of me, it's divine
Tell me why you never liked me
Tell me why it is you fight me (Tell me why, so you'll fight me)
Pull down and wait for the perfect time to take what is rightfully
mine
You think they're dumb to defy me
You said you don't want to defy me
-You wait, to dumb run anyone (. . .you don't want anyone)
Oh well. . .
You know what, F*ck you!
I'm fed up with you!
I'm not as good as you?!
F*ck no! I'm better than you!
Did you really think you'd beat me at my own game?!
You try to see what you got
Me ripping at your brain!
Take away the only love inside you
I see the face through everyone
Inside I've just begun!
You think I'm out to scare you
I'm only out to prepare you for when you stop and turn around
Your body's going down!
You're gonna waste your time,
Your life will soon be mine,
You're definitely one of a kind, and
You're suffering 'cause of me, it's divine
Tell me why you never liked me
Tell me why it is you fight me (Tell me why, so you'll fight me)
Pull down and wait for the perfect time to take what is rightfully
mine
You think they're dumb to defy me
You said you don't want to defy me
-You wait, to dumb run anyone (. . .you don't want anyone)
Oh well. . .
You know what, F*ck you!
I'm fed up with you!
I'm not as good as you?!
F*ck no! I'm better than you!
Did you really think you'd beat me at my own game?!
You try to see what you got
Me ripping at your brain!
Writer: Brian Welch, David Silveria, Jonathan Davis, James Shaffer, Reginald Arvizu
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Faget
HIV
Here I am different in this normal world
Why did you tease me, made me feel upset?
F*cking stereotypes feeding their heads
I am ugly, please just go away
(HIV) I can see it's hard to find
This blessing in disguise
(HIV) why you treat me this way?
Made the hate stay
As I walk I can never seem to escape
All the laughing, all the pain
If you were me, what would you do?
Nothing, probably, you'd just throw me away
I can see it's hard to find
(HIV) this blessing in disguise
Why you treat me this way?
(HIV) made the hate stay
Faget
Faget
Faget
Here I am different in this normal world
Why did you tease me, made me feel upset?
F*cking stereotypes feeding their heads
I am ugly, please just go away
(HIV) I can see it's hard to find
This blessing in disguise
Why you treat me this way?
(HIV) made the hate stay
Faget
You'll see
I'm just a pretty boy, whatever you call it
You wouldn't know a real man if you saw it
It keeps going on day after day, son
You faget, get away, we don't want none
I'm sick and tired of people treating me this way every day
Who gives a f*ck, right now I got something to say
To all the people that think that I'm strange
And I should be out here locked up in a cage
You don't know what the hell is up now anyway
You got this pretty boy feeling like I'm enslaved
To a world that never appreciated shit
You can suck my dick and f*cking like it
I'm just a pretty boy, I'm not supposed to f*ck a girl
I'm just a pretty boy, living in this f*cked up world
I'm just a pretty boy, I'm not supposed to f*ck a girl
I'm just a pretty boy, living in this f*cked up world
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life
I'm just a faget (faget)
I'm just a faget (faget)
I'm just a faget (faget)
I'm a faget (faget)
I'm not a faget (or am I?) (faget)
I'm not a faget (or am I?) (faget)
I'm not a faget (or am I?) (faget)
You motherf*cking queers
Here I am different in this normal world
Why did you tease me, made me feel upset?
F*cking stereotypes feeding their heads
I am ugly, please just go away
(HIV) I can see it's hard to find
This blessing in disguise
(HIV) why you treat me this way?
Made the hate stay
As I walk I can never seem to escape
All the laughing, all the pain
If you were me, what would you do?
Nothing, probably, you'd just throw me away
I can see it's hard to find
(HIV) this blessing in disguise
Why you treat me this way?
(HIV) made the hate stay
Faget
Faget
Faget
Here I am different in this normal world
Why did you tease me, made me feel upset?
F*cking stereotypes feeding their heads
I am ugly, please just go away
(HIV) I can see it's hard to find
This blessing in disguise
Why you treat me this way?
(HIV) made the hate stay
Faget
You'll see
I'm just a pretty boy, whatever you call it
You wouldn't know a real man if you saw it
It keeps going on day after day, son
You faget, get away, we don't want none
I'm sick and tired of people treating me this way every day
Who gives a f*ck, right now I got something to say
To all the people that think that I'm strange
And I should be out here locked up in a cage
You don't know what the hell is up now anyway
You got this pretty boy feeling like I'm enslaved
To a world that never appreciated shit
You can suck my dick and f*cking like it
I'm just a pretty boy, I'm not supposed to f*ck a girl
I'm just a pretty boy, living in this f*cked up world
I'm just a pretty boy, I'm not supposed to f*ck a girl
I'm just a pretty boy, living in this f*cked up world
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life, who am I?
All my life
I'm just a faget (faget)
I'm just a faget (faget)
I'm just a faget (faget)
I'm a faget (faget)
I'm not a faget (or am I?) (faget)
I'm not a faget (or am I?) (faget)
I'm not a faget (or am I?) (faget)
You motherf*cking queers
Writer: Brian Welch, David Silveria, Jonathan Davis, James Shaffer, Reginald Arvizu
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Shoots and Ladders
Ring around the Rosies, pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Ring around the Rosies, pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head
Into my childhood, they're spoon-fed
Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real
Look at the pages that cause all this evil
One, two, buckle my shoe
Three, four, shut the door
Five, six, pick up sticks
Seven, eight, lay them straight
London Bridge is falling down
Falling down, falling down
London Bridge is falling down
My fair lady
Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head
Into my childhood, they're spoon-fed
Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real
Look at the pages that cause all this evil
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (yes sir, yes sir, three bags full)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?)
Mary had a little lamb (yes sir, yes sir, three bags full)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (yes sir, yes sir, three bags full)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?)
Mary had a little lamb (yes sir, yes sir, hot cross buns)
Ring around the Rosies, pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Ring around the Rosies, pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head
Into my childhood, they're spoon-fed
Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real
Look at the pages that cause all this evil
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Ring around the Rosies, pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head
Into my childhood, they're spoon-fed
Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real
Look at the pages that cause all this evil
One, two, buckle my shoe
Three, four, shut the door
Five, six, pick up sticks
Seven, eight, lay them straight
London Bridge is falling down
Falling down, falling down
London Bridge is falling down
My fair lady
Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head
Into my childhood, they're spoon-fed
Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real
Look at the pages that cause all this evil
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (yes sir, yes sir, three bags full)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?)
Mary had a little lamb (yes sir, yes sir, three bags full)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (yes sir, yes sir, three bags full)
Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow (baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?)
Mary had a little lamb (yes sir, yes sir, hot cross buns)
Ring around the Rosies, pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Ring around the Rosies, pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head
Into my childhood, they're spoon-fed
Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real
Look at the pages that cause all this evil
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a
Writer: Brian Welch, David Silveria, James Shaffer, Reginald Arvizu, Jonathan Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Predictable
Go!
I can, in every way
Mistake the pain I feel inside
It comes to me
Evil thoughts is creeping through my mind
Who are you to say that I can't speak what's on my mind?
It runs away
It's so predictable
I can, in every way, feel the stress that tangles up inside
Too blind to see, emptiness and sorrow of their lives
You run away to the cover of their pointless ties
You ask me?
It's so predictable
I'm gonna try
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna try
another day
Silence overwhelms my mind
who is to say
If I have the time, oh why
should I pray
for all the hate to go away
another day
I can never break free
You wait for me
I call out to you
Another day
I'll live forever!
I can, in every way
Mistake the pain I feel inside
It comes to me
Evil thoughts is creeping through my mind
Who are you to say that I can't speak what's on my mind?
It runs away
It's so predictable
I can, in every way, feel the stress that tangles up inside
Too blind to see, emptiness and sorrow of their lives
You run away to the cover of their pointless ties
You ask me?
It's so predictable
I'm gonna try
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna try
another day
Silence overwhelms my mind
who is to say
If I have the time, oh why
should I pray
for all the hate to go away
another day
I can never break free
You wait for me
I call out to you
Another day
I'll live forever!
Writer: BRIAN WELCH, BRIAN PHILIP WELCH, DAVID SILVERIA, DAVID RANDALL SILVERIA, JAMES SHAFFER, JAMES CHRISTIAN SHAFFER, JONATHAN DAVIS, JONATHAN HOWSMAN DAVIS, REGINALD ARVIZU
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Fake
I can't stand the sight of you
I can't stand what you put me through
Your life's a lie, that you hide
Is it that terrible being you inside?
I can't stand, oh, the thought of you
I can't stand all the things you do
What do you try to justify?
You were just too scared to be you inside
Let!
It all go
(I look) at you, all I see, is a man too afraid to really be
I can't stand what you put me through
I can't stand even the thought of you
Your secret lies that you hide
Is it that terrible being you inside?
You try so hard to be wanted
-False emotions tells you fronted
I feel being a person relies on one thing:
Be yourself, let you come through
you're too afraid to really be
Someone who isn't false, who dosen't care to be
Be yourself, let you come through!
Fake!
-You'll regret it, you'll regret it
I can't stand what you put me through
Your life's a lie, that you hide
Is it that terrible being you inside?
I can't stand, oh, the thought of you
I can't stand all the things you do
What do you try to justify?
You were just too scared to be you inside
Let!
It all go
(I look) at you, all I see, is a man too afraid to really be
I can't stand what you put me through
I can't stand even the thought of you
Your secret lies that you hide
Is it that terrible being you inside?
You try so hard to be wanted
-False emotions tells you fronted
I feel being a person relies on one thing:
Be yourself, let you come through
you're too afraid to really be
Someone who isn't false, who dosen't care to be
Be yourself, let you come through!
Fake!
-You'll regret it, you'll regret it
Writer: BRIAN WELCH, BRIAN PHILIP WELCH, DAVID SILVERIA, DAVID RANDALL SILVERIA, JAMES SHAFFER, JAMES CHRISTIAN SHAFFER, JONATHAN DAVIS, JONATHAN HOWSMAN DAVIS, REGINALD ARVIZU
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Songtrust Ave
Lies
I'd like to search inside
For the things that you will hide
What's the problem? Can't you seem to
Search through these problems that haunt and taunt you?
I smile
While you're afraid
You run
While your soul pays
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
I'd like to search inside
For the things that you will hide
What's the problem? Can't you seem to
Open your body, let me touch you
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your fear
I'd love you to see the life you have disguised
The world of things that hurt you, kept all these useless lies
I want you to fear, fill you on up inside
Once I took you in, I'll throw you out next time
I tried
You win
My life
Is ripping your heart out and destroying my pain (go)
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
Do you ever see outside your fears? (I'm fine)
Thinking about your life (I'm fine)
Thinking about your inner fear? (I'm fine)
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
For the things that you will hide
What's the problem? Can't you seem to
Search through these problems that haunt and taunt you?
I smile
While you're afraid
You run
While your soul pays
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
I'd like to search inside
For the things that you will hide
What's the problem? Can't you seem to
Open your body, let me touch you
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your fear
I'd love you to see the life you have disguised
The world of things that hurt you, kept all these useless lies
I want you to fear, fill you on up inside
Once I took you in, I'll throw you out next time
I tried
You win
My life
Is ripping your heart out and destroying my pain (go)
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
Do you ever see outside your fears? (I'm fine)
Thinking about your life (I'm fine)
Thinking about your inner fear? (I'm fine)
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your inner fear?
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life
Writer: Brian Welch, David Silveria, Jonathan Davis, James Shaffer, Reginald Arvizu, Dennis Shin, Ryan Shuck
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Helmet In The Bush
'ello, esta Caco
et eres Caco
Well, you know , you f*cking call me the Caco, okay?
I keep asking, what's your lie?
It is disturbing
This isn't mine
Why
Days keep passing
A lot of time
me?
I don't feel right
Please God don't let me die tonight
Everyday confronted circumvents giving in
I just wanna know why!
Don't give it up
Don't hit my stick
I keep asking
Well, again, please try
It is haunting
This takes my mind
Why
Days keep passing
Line after line
me?
I don't feel right
Please God don't let me die tonight,
die tonight, die tonight, die tonight
Please God help me
Please God help me
Please God help me from my painful situation
Please God don't let me slip in tonight, please God
Oh, please God don't let me chip in tonight, please God
Oh, please God don't let me slip in tonight, don't let me die
Please God don't let me give in tonight, don't let me die
et eres Caco
Well, you know , you f*cking call me the Caco, okay?
I keep asking, what's your lie?
It is disturbing
This isn't mine
Why
Days keep passing
A lot of time
me?
I don't feel right
Please God don't let me die tonight
Everyday confronted circumvents giving in
I just wanna know why!
Don't give it up
Don't hit my stick
I keep asking
Well, again, please try
It is haunting
This takes my mind
Why
Days keep passing
Line after line
me?
I don't feel right
Please God don't let me die tonight,
die tonight, die tonight, die tonight
Please God help me
Please God help me
Please God help me from my painful situation
Please God don't let me slip in tonight, please God
Oh, please God don't let me chip in tonight, please God
Oh, please God don't let me slip in tonight, don't let me die
Please God don't let me give in tonight, don't let me die
Writer: BRIAN WELCH, BRIAN PHILIP WELCH, DAVID SILVERIA, DAVID RANDALL SILVERIA, JAMES SHAFFER, JAMES CHRISTIAN SHAFFER, JONATHAN DAVIS, JONATHAN HOWSMAN DAVIS, REGINALD ARVIZU
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Daddy
Mother please forgive me
I just had to get out all my pain and suffering
Now that I am done, remember I will always love you
I'm your son
Little child, looking so pretty
Come out and play, I'll be your daddy
Innocent child, looking so sweet
A rape in my eyes and on your flesh I'll eat
You've raped!
I feel dirty
It hurt!
As a child
Tied down!
That's a good boy
And f*cked!
Your own child
I scream!
No one hears me
It hurt!
I'm not a liar
My God!
Saw you watching
Mommy why?!
Your own child
It's alright
I didn't touch you there
Mama said she didn't care
I didn't touch you there
That's why mama stopped and stared
I f*cking hate you! Mother f*cker!
Mother F*cker! I f*cking hate you! F*ck You!
You son of a bitch, you f*cking ruined my life!
I wanted to die!
I'm sick of it, mother f*cker . . . oh oh
Why'd you f*ck'n do it to me?
I Hate You!
I F*ck'n Hate You!
I Hate You!
Why?!
I Hate You!
I just had to get out all my pain and suffering
Now that I am done, remember I will always love you
I'm your son
Little child, looking so pretty
Come out and play, I'll be your daddy
Innocent child, looking so sweet
A rape in my eyes and on your flesh I'll eat
You've raped!
I feel dirty
It hurt!
As a child
Tied down!
That's a good boy
And f*cked!
Your own child
I scream!
No one hears me
It hurt!
I'm not a liar
My God!
Saw you watching
Mommy why?!
Your own child
It's alright
I didn't touch you there
Mama said she didn't care
I didn't touch you there
That's why mama stopped and stared
I f*cking hate you! Mother f*cker!
Mother F*cker! I f*cking hate you! F*ck You!
You son of a bitch, you f*cking ruined my life!
I wanted to die!
I'm sick of it, mother f*cker . . . oh oh
Why'd you f*ck'n do it to me?
I Hate You!
I F*ck'n Hate You!
I Hate You!
Why?!
I Hate You!
Writer: ALDRIN DAVIS, HAROLD LILLY JR
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Korn (printed and stylized as KoЯn) is the first album by the American nu metal band Korn. It was released on October 11, 1994, through Immortal and Epic Records.
Before recording the album, the band was approached by Immortal/Epic Records after a performance at Huntington Beach, California. The band signed to their label because they did not want to "sign away all of their creative freedom".
The band would record at Indigo Ranch Studios in Malibu, California, with producer Ross Robinson, who also produced their 1993 demo Neidermayer's Mind. The recording took place from May to June 1994. After the recordings, Korn toured with Biohazard and House of Pain.
The album's themes include child abuse, drug abuse, and bullying. The album cover depicts a young girl sitting on a swing being approached by a large man who is holding what appears to be horseshoes or possibly blades. Furthermore, the girl's shadow gives the appearance that her body is being hanged due to the position of the band's logo. Photography was done by Stephen Stickler, and the design was directed by Jay Papke and Dante Ariola.
The album's first single, "Blind", charted at number 15 on the Canadian Alternative 30, and the album peaked at number 10 in New Zealand as well as number 72 on the Billboard 200. The debut album has sold at least 2.1 million copies in the United States and 10 million copies worldwide, according to Nielsen SoundScan as of January 4, 2013. Many consider the album to have started the nu metal genre.
Korn toured with many bands to promote the album. Initially, Korn joined the Sick of It All Tour. Following the Sick of It All Tour, Korn joined the Danzig 4 Tour. Korn also toured with Megadeth, Fear Factory, and Flotsam and Jetsam.
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KornBefore recording the album, the band was approached by Immortal/Epic Records after a performance at Huntington Beach, California. The band signed to their label because they did not want to "sign away all of their creative freedom".
The band would record at Indigo Ranch Studios in Malibu, California, with producer Ross Robinson, who also produced their 1993 demo Neidermayer's Mind. The recording took place from May to June 1994. After the recordings, Korn toured with Biohazard and House of Pain.
The album's themes include child abuse, drug abuse, and bullying. The album cover depicts a young girl sitting on a swing being approached by a large man who is holding what appears to be horseshoes or possibly blades. Furthermore, the girl's shadow gives the appearance that her body is being hanged due to the position of the band's logo. Photography was done by Stephen Stickler, and the design was directed by Jay Papke and Dante Ariola.
The album's first single, "Blind", charted at number 15 on the Canadian Alternative 30, and the album peaked at number 10 in New Zealand as well as number 72 on the Billboard 200. The debut album has sold at least 2.1 million copies in the United States and 10 million copies worldwide, according to Nielsen SoundScan as of January 4, 2013. Many consider the album to have started the nu metal genre.
Korn toured with many bands to promote the album. Initially, Korn joined the Sick of It All Tour. Following the Sick of It All Tour, Korn joined the Danzig 4 Tour. Korn also toured with Megadeth, Fear Factory, and Flotsam and Jetsam.
Genre(s): Nu metal, alternative metal
Producer(s): Ross Robinson
Length: 65:45
Released: October 11th, 1994
Year: 1994