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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Lethal
DJ Lethal
Turntables
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Vocals
Jackson Bandeira
Jackson Bandeira
Guitar
Marcello D. Rapp
Marcello D. Rapp
Bass
Max Cavalera
Max Cavalera
Vocals
Roy Mayorga
Roy Mayorga
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Cavalera
Max Cavalera
Songwriter
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
Ross Robinson
Ross Robinson
Producer
George Marino
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Richard Kaplan
Richard Kaplan
Engineer
Steve Sisco
Steve Sisco
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What goes around comes around
What goes around comes around
[Verse 2]
What goes around comes around you better realize
You kill life, you kill life—Why? Why?
I see your eyes, I see your lies
I see you lie, inside...
[Verse 3]
What goes around comes around, now it's your time
How long can you hide?
How long can you lie?
How long can you live with your soulbleed?
How long can you live with your soul...
[Verse 4]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 5]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 6]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 7]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 8]
What goes around comes around, no more lies
You kill life, you kill life—Why? Why?
I see a mother cry
I see a brother cry
[Verse 9]
What goes around comes around, now it's your time
How long can you hide?
How long can you lie?
How long can you live with your soulbleed?
How long can you live with your soul...
[Verse 10]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 11]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 12]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 13]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 14]
Bring it on
Bring it
[Verse 15]
I'll make you bleed and you're bleeding now
I'll make you bleed, yeah you're bleeding now
I'll make you bleed, yeah you're bleeding now
Muthafucka
[Verse 16]
I got my pride and that's all I need
I'll make you bleed with another blow without the radio
Don't take advantage of this process
You might have to digest a blade made for your ass to fade
I'm living on instinct
Never think when I'm rushin' bones crushin'
When I put your sorry ass in a package
You piece of shit, sealed and delivered from a savage
And now you sweat because you're goin' down
You envious clown, fuckin' bleed
[Verse 17]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 18]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 19]
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
[Verse 20]
Fuckin' bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Bleed, Bleed
Written by: Fred Durst, Max Cavalera
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