Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Korn
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Welch
Songwriter
Lyrics
How come what's wrong with you?
Darling faces all strung with frowns
Let's do what devils do
Hiding in shadow, no one's around
Why can't I torture you?
Giving pain, you take it away
The little things you do
Simply, I love your evil ways (your ways, your ways, your ways-)
Prey for me
I think I owe you an apology
Somehow you bring the violence out in me
I'm just a shell of what I used to be
Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me
This virus follows you
Nothing's left, you're dead on the ground
How can I covet you?
Give you hell and you can't rebound
My soul infected you
Blackened thoughts, they run through your head
The little things you do
Simply, I wish you were dead (were dead, were dead, were dead-)
Prey for me
I think I owe you an apology
Somehow you bring the violence out in me
I'm just a shell of what I used to be
Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me
(Prey for me) I think I owe you an apology
(Prey for me) somehow you bring the violence out in me
(Prey for me) I'm just a shell of what I used to be
Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me
Goodbye, so long
Wish I could stay, but everything is all wrong
Goodbye, so long
Wish I could stay, but everything is all wrong
Everything is all wrong
Everything wrong
Wrong
Everything wrong
Prey for me
I think I owe you an apology
Somehow you bring the violence out in me
I'm just a shell of what I used to be
Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me
(Prey for me) I think I owe you an apology
(Prey for me) somehow, you bring the violence out in me
(Prey for me) I'm just a shell of what I used to be
Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me
Written by: Brian Welch, Don Gilmore, James Shaffer, Jonathan Davis, Raymond Luzier, Reginald Arvizu
