Letra Seed
Album: Follow the leader
Artista: Korn
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Every day it gets a little harder,
canīt seem to get away
I remember thereīs a certain place,
a place I wish Iīd stay
I feel so lost within pressured,
Iīm headed for that day
Just one thought in my head, really
Do I need this fame?
Every time, god damn, I look at my son,
I see something I canīt be
Beautiful and care free,
thatīs how I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak,
Iīm so pressured, Iīm so weak
Something takes a hold of me,
something I canīt believe
I lay in bed at night and wonder,
should I go on this way?
Itīs the only thing I really got for now,
and itīs called fame.
Every time, god damn, I look at my son,
I see something I canīt be
Beautiful and care free,
thatīs how I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak,
Iīm so pressured, Iīm so weak
Something takes a hold of me,
something I canīt believe.
So I see this face so ,
innocent and fine and so fine
So I see this face and,
I realize itīs mine
Gibberish
So I see this face so,
innocent and fine and so fine
So I see this face and I realize itīs mine
Gibberish.
Every time, god damn, I look at my son,
I see something I canīt be
Beautiful and care free,
thatīs how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak,
Iīm so pressured, Iīm so weak
Something takes a hold of me, something I canīt believe
Like some god damn fucking freak!x4 |
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