[Verse 1]
Help me, I can't put it away
And you can't make me so I disobey
Help me, this thing is feeding

[Chorus]
Hopeless and fucking beaten
I tried all along (Help me please)
It did things to me (It's too real)
Had to take prestige (It's not me)
I can't feel a thing (Suffering)

[Verse 2]
I feel sympathy
My hurt on display
And I see it boilling up
So hard to disobey
Hold me
It's coming I can't see

[Pre-Chorus]
Hopeless and fucking beaten
Hopeless and fucking beaten

[Chorus]
I tried all along (Help me please)
It did things to me (It's too real)
Had to take prestigе (It's not me)
I can't feel a thing (Suffering)

[Bridge]
I can't remеmber a thing
You had me strung up by a string
Oh, the things I wish I could convey
A better version, me without disdain
And nothing beats the heartbreak left behind
And nothing soothes the hurting only time
Nothing only time
Nothing only time
Nothing only time
Beats me up inside

[Pre-Chorus]
Hopeless and fucking beaten
Hopeless and fucking beaten

[Chorus]
I tried all along (Help me please)
It did things to me (It's too real)
Had to take prestige (It's not me)
I can't feel a thing (Suffering)

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.”