Interpret:

Korn

Album:

Untitled

You're the infection my friend, disgusting right to the end.
Didn't I know it then? I knew it I knew it.
You're basic but hard to define,
simple yet somehow sublime.
Know you will strike again, I knew it I knew it.


You're all that's wrong with your dumbass psalms.
Yet that's all that you will ever be.
Nothing you can do,
cause that's all that you will ever be.


Polished, you shimmer when shined,
But rotten and seething inside.
Everyone falls for this, I know it I know it.


You're all that's wrong with your dumbass psalms.
Yet that's all that you will ever be.
Nothing you can do,
cause that's all that you will
that's all that you will
that's all that you will ever be.


Ever be, never be, want to be God.
All to be made to be, holding your side.
Throwing it, breaking it, all by your frame
Sending you back to the place you once came.


It must be hard to be you
Nothing's alright with you


You're all that's wrong with your dumbass psalms.
Yet that's all that you will ever be.
Nothing you can do,
cause that's all that you will ever be.


You will never be!
You wanna be God!
It's all gone.