Released: December 6, 2005

Songwriter: James “Munky” Shaffer Reginald “Fieldy” Arvizu Scott Spock Graham Edwards Lauren Christy David Silveria Jonathan Davis

Producer: The Matrix Jonathan Davis

[Verse 1]
Keep holding on
When my brain's ticking like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts
Have come again to get me
Sweet bitter words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along, mockingbird
You don't affect me
That's right!
Deliverance of my heart!
Please strike!
Be deliberate!

[Chorus]
Wait, I'm coming undone!
Irate, I'm coming undone!
Too late, I'm coming undone!
What looks so strong, so delicate!
Wait, I'm starting to suffocate!
And soon I anticipate!
I'm coming undone!
What looks so strong, so delicate!

[Verse 2]
Choke, choke again
I thought my demons were my friends
Pity me in the end
They're out to get me
Since I was young
I tasted sorrow on my tongue
And the sweet sugar gun
Does not protect me
That's right!
Trigger between my eyes!
Please strike!
Make it quick now!

[Chorus]
Wait, I'm coming undone!
Irate, I'm coming undone!
Too late, I'm coming undone!
What looks so strong, so delicate!
Wait, I'm starting to suffocate!
And soon I anticipate!
I'm coming undone!
What looks so strong, so delicate!

[Bridge]
I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like I'm not getting better
Not getting better

[Chorus]
Wait, I'm coming undone!
Irate, I'm coming undone!
Too late, I'm coming undone!
What looks so strong so, delicate!
Wait, I'm starting to suffocate!
And soon I anticipate!
I'm coming undone!
What looks so strong, so delicate!

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.”