Released: July 13, 2010

Songwriter: Reginald “Fieldy” Arvizu Jonathan Davis Ray Luzier James “Munky” Shaffer

Producer: Ross Robinson

[Verse 1]
My wheels keep spinning backwards
They're spinning round and round and round
My heart can't sometimes take it
Bleeding system's broken down
Why can't someone fucking tell me
What the fuck's going on?
Why don't we love each other?
Constantly beating others down

[Chorus]
And now I find it hard
To live my own life
Pleasing everyone
While I'm just dead inside

[Verse 2]
I wake up, I can't breathe
I grip my sheets real tight
What the fuck is happening to me?
Damn right, I can't live this life
Can someone please tell me
What the fuck's going on?
Why don't we love each other?
Constantly beating others down

[Chorus]
And now I find it hard
To live my own life
Pleasing everyone
While I'm just dead inside

[Bridge]
You wanna take me away
Wanna take me away to die
Life wants to take me away
It's gonna put me away tonight
Oh my God, can't take this shit!
Feeling like a lunatic!
Holding your problems inside my hand!
Falling motherfucking shit!
Feeling like a lunatic!
A place for your bullshit to hide!
A place for your bullshit to hide!
A place for your bullshit to hide!
A place for your bullshit to hide!
A place for your bullshit to hide!
Can someone please tell me
What the fuck's going on?
Why don't we love each other?
Constantly beating others down

[Outro]
And now I find it hard
To live my own life
Pleasing everyone
While I'm just dead inside

[Outro]
Just dead inside
Just dead inside
Just dead inside
I'm just dead inside

Korn

Bakersfield friends James “Munky” Shaffer, Reginald “Fieldy” Arvizu and David Silveria formed the funk-rock band LAPD in 1989 and moved to Los Angeles with another friend Brian “Head” Welch as their roadie. Later, with Welch as second guitarist, the band named themselves Creep and recorded a demo with pal Ross Robinson.

However, when Shaffer and Welch visited family in Bakersfield, they met Jonathan Davis who added a darker, goth-tinged edge to the band’s heavy groove. Robinson

The band wasn’t dark yet; it had, like, killer grooves and good riffs, but there was some happy edge to it. And when (Davis) walked into the room, it went dark and goth. Basically, during the first song, to audition in the rehearsal room, he started freaking the hell out [laughs]. You couldn’t hear his voice, but you felt chills all over your body, and it was instantly like, “Oh my God, yeah – he’s the one.”