Monday, May 15, 2006

"Love Song" Korn
Mother!
You're holding my heart, screaming
Motherfucker!
They left me broken, bleeding
Son of!
The man you loved and left for
The son of a bitch!
Who tried to show me death's door

Everything's eliminated
Everything is dedicated
My belief destroyed my hated?
Never get what's over-rated

Love song for the dear departed
Head stone for the broken hearted
Arms to kill
Or flowers to steal
Head trip for the mortal earthbound
One sip of the blood that I found
Lying here
Im dying here

As in!
Obituaries rain down
Its ok!
We're lying naked face down

Wasn't it decapitated?
Can you see me fascinated?
Your the only thing I've damaged
What you get to be mis-managed

Love song for the dear departed
Head stone for the broken hearted
Arms to kill
Or flowers to steal
Head trip for the mortal earthbound
One sip of the blood that I found
Lying here
Im dying here
Dying here..

Don't bring me daffodils
Bring a Boquet of Pills
See some geranium
Cracked to the crainum
Protect me when you can
Respect me when I am
Dying

Love song for the dear departed
Head stone for the broken hearted
Arms to kill
Or flowers to steal
Head trip for the mortal earthbound
One sip of the blood that I found
Lying here
Im dying here
Love song for the dear departed
Head stone for the broken hearted
Arms to kill
Or flowers to steal
Head trip for the mortal earthbound
One sip of the blood that I found
Lying here
Im dying here
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Wednesday, March 30, 2005

"Trash" Korn
How did it start?
Well I don’t know
I just feel the craving
I see flesh and it smells fresh
And it’s just there for the taking
These little girls,
They make me feel so goddam exhilerated
I fill them up, I can’t give it up
To me, I’m just erasing

I tell my lies, and I despise
Every second I’m with you
So I run away
And you still stay
So what the fuck is with you?

Your feelings
I can’t help but rape them
I’m sorry, I don’t feel the same
My heart inside is constantly hating
I’m sorry, I just throw you away

I don’t know why I’m so fucking cold
I don’t know why it’s hurts me
All I wanna is get with you
And make the pain go away
Why do I have a conscience?
All it does is fuck with me
Why do I have this torment?
All I wanna do is fuck it away

I tell my lies, and I despise
Every second I’m with you
So I run away
And you still stay
So what the fuck is with you?
Your feelings
I can’t help but rape them
I’m sorry, I don’t feel the same
My heart inside is constantly hating
I’m sorry, I just throw you away

I tell my lies, and I despise
Every second I’m with you
So I run away
And you still stay
So what the fuck is with you?

Your feelings
I can’t help but rape them
I’m sorry, I don’t feel the same
My heart inside is constantly hating
I’m sorry, I just throw you away

Just throw you away

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