Released: December 6, 2005

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

Producer: Jonathan Davis

[Verse 1]
I like the way you're so fucked up
Naked and wearing no makeup
I watch your pulse beneath your skin
Sometimes I wish I could crawl in

[Chorus]
I don't care what you talk like!
I don't care how you dress!
I don't care 'bout your facial features!
I couldn't care less!
I don't need conversation!
I've got nothing to say!
I know what you're about!
I want you inside out!

[Verse 2]
I like the way your ribs contract
When you are lying on your back
The thrills and yells eternalize
The thoughts behind those crazy eyes

[Chorus]
I don't care what you talk like!
I don't care how you dress!
I don't care 'bout your facial features!
I couldn't care less!
I don't need conversation!
I've got nothing to say!
I know what you're about!
I want you inside out!

[Bridge]
Bitch so untamed but outside it a work of art
But underneath it, you're beautiful when you're torn apart
That's the fucking amazing shit the wish that makes you
Take the punishment straight to fit your heart as I squeeze it
That's the fucking amazing shit the wish that makes you
Take the punishment to straight to fit your heart as I squeeze it

[Verse 3]
I drink the milk that's in your breast
I wouldn't even mind your shit
I put my tongue inside your ear
I'm gonna eat you up right here

[Chorus]
I don't care what you talk like!
I don't care how you dress!
I don't care 'bout your facial features!
I couldn't care less!
I don't need conversation!
I've got nothing to say!
I know what you're about!
I want you inside out!

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.”