Released: September 13, 2019

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

Producer: Nick Raskulinecz

[Verse 1]
Hey, you
Yes, I'm talking to you
And what are you doing here?
And why you look so sad, man?
Brother, please come here
Let’s talk and let it out
Dear, you have nothing to fear
Child, I'm the one that makes it, oh, so, so much better

[Chorus]
I feel your presence standing there up in my face
I feel the darkness haunting me with its embrace
I want to shed this, go to a place, a different time
The plot unfolds, this meaning here I'll never find

[Post-Chorus]
(Never, never find, never find, never find, never
Never find, never find, never find)

[Verse 2]
Hey, man
What do we have here?
You’re looking so upset
You're making it quite clear
That you want nothing to change
'Cause you're so willing to hurt, and
Feel at home in the dark, boy
Everything you feel, child, won't make it better

[Chorus]
I feel your presence standing there up in my face
I feel the darkness haunting me with its embrace
I want to shed this, go to a place, a different time
The plot unfolds, this meaning here I'll never find

[Bridge]
You ever hear that voice in your motherfucking head?
Ooh, it goes
Looking at you, poking at you
Yelling at you, fucking with you (It goes)
Looking at you, poking at you
Yelling at you, fucking with you
Looking at you, poking at you
Yelling at you, fucking with you
Looking at you, poking at you
Yelling at you, fucking with you
It's fucking with you
It's fucking with you

[Chorus]
I feel your presence standing there up in my face
I feel the darkness haunting me with its embrace
I want to shed this, go to a place, a different time
The plot unfolds, this meaning here I’ll never find

[Post-Chorus]
(Never, never find, never find, never find, never
Never find, never find, never find, never
Never find, never find, never find, never
Never find, never find, never find)

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.”