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Kill You-Korn
Living life, don't you cry
my life, pain is god
many nights, painful thoughts of her
you and me, again I'm wrong
In denial, I tried to be your friend
I tried to be... a good boy
All I see, I hate deep inside
Startle me, someone save me
Now these memories.. still I hide.. they bury me!
{you are not my real mother, scared I'd be in step and fuck her}
How do I kill? Let's kill you
Looking back, I was never ever right
You were my step mom, who always wanted me out of your sight
I would come walking in and I'd say hello
But you'd slap me and you'd make some fuck up comment about my
clothes
Then I'd try to let it pass, but the pictures in my head
Were with you, with a knife, up your ass, lay you dead
So I pop some more caps in your ass, now your son is such a fuck
Motherfucking bitch, never try to play me!!
You gave me life..
Now it's so..
How do I kill, let's kill you
{you are not my real mother, scared I'd be in step and fuck her}
how do I kill, let's kill you
Wish! you! were! dead! now!
How? I know
How can I cry over someone I never loved?
Never loved...
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