Go
I can, in every way
Mistake the pain I feel inside.
It comes to me.
Evil thoughts just creeping through my mind.
Who are you to say that I can not speak whats on my mind?
It runs away,
Its so predictable.
I can, in every way
Illustrate this thing called love inside.
Too blind to see, emptiness and sorrow of their lifes
You run away to cover up their pointless ties.
You ask me?
Its so predictable.
Imgonna try,
But I wanna die
Imgonna try...
Another day,
Silence overwhelms my mind.
Who is to say,
If I have the time. Why (silently)
should I pray
for all the hate to go away?
Another day,
I can never break free
You wait for me.
I call out to you
Another day
I will li have forever
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Korn
My Gift To You :: Korn