Released: June 11, 2002

Songwriter: Jonathan Davis James “Munky” Shaffer Brian “Head” Welch Reginald “Fieldy” Arvizu David Silveria

Producer: Michael Beinhorn

[Verse 1]
I'm thinking of
Thanking all the fucked people
Thanking all the shit I love
They are all the things I've made

Straight from my heart
Begging all the same people
Burning is the same evil
Somehow making me feel sane

[Pre-Chorus]
Waiting all this time
I've got nothing to hold on
But the faces of my life
I can see before I'm gone

[Chorus]
Sometimes I feel it chasing me
All the hate that's breaking free
I realize I'm taking everything
And the shit seems to follow

This time I feel it taking me
To a place I need to be
All along I sing to make believe
And the shit seems to follow

[Verse 2]
I'm thinking of
Making all the fucked people
Making the bitches I love
Make them die and go away

Pain from the start
All my dreams are ripped apart
Thanking all the fucked people
They are all the things I've said

[Pre-Chorus]
Waiting all this time
I've got nothing to hold on
But the faces of my life
I can see before I'm gone

[Chorus]
Sometimes I feel it chasing me
All the hate that's breaking free
I realize I'm taking everything
And the shit seems to follow

This time I feel it taking me
To a place I need to be
All along I sing to make believe
And the shit seems to follow

[Bridge]
Your life
I hate it, oh God
Can I replay?
Stop and help me (stop and help me)

[Chorus]
Sometimes I feel it chasing me
All the hate that's breaking free
I realize I'm taking everything
And the shit seems to follow

This time I feel it taking me
To a place I need to be
All along I sing to make believe
And the shit seems to follow

[Outro]
The shit seems to follow
The shit seems to follow
The shit seems to follow
The shit seems to follow

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.”