The Hating - Korn

The hating, it’s pulled inside of me

The trying, to test my sanity

It’s in your waiting, it’s all make believe

And the ripping, the child within me

Cheating, the time that I had left needing

My soul cause that’s the bed giving

All that, that I can give

Controlling, my mind that is diseased

Holding, my hate that is really scolding

The hand that keeps me fed

That keeps me fed

Fed, that keeps me fed

Fed, that keeps me

I feel it all come crashing down on me

I feel alone and torn apart

A wasted time to let it get to me

An angry mouth with a broken heart

Searching, for something that is safe

Hurting, my pride that is the test

Turning, my anger towards your flesh

Rotting, we hold the end the bag

Spurting, the blood that’s on the bed

Scolding, the hand that keeps me fed

That keeps me fed

Fed, that keeps me fed

I feel it all come crashing down on me

I feel alone and torn apart

I wasted time to let it get to me

An angry mouth with a broken heart

The hating, it’s pulled inside of me

The trying, to test my sanity

It’s in your waiting, it’s all make believe

And the ripping, the child from within me

The hating, it’s pulled inside of me

The trying, to test my sanity

It’s in your waiting, it’s all make believe

And the ripping, the child from within me

No!

Agh!

Ragh!

No!

No!