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Life Is Peachy Lyrics/Song Meanings

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Twist

*NONSENSE*


Chi


Burn

Buried so far away In to my life of nothing

Chorus
Sick of the same old thing,
So I dig a hole, bury pain, 
Sick of the same old thing,
So I dig a hole, bury pain, 

I am so high, always
Burying my life so slowly

Chorus

It opens my mind to feelings
Can't face bottom without something

Chorus
We enter in my head
Feeling like I'm God
With the world around me
Can't you feel this pain
Seaming through my heart
Screaming through my veins
Nothing I can kill
The stinging of my heart, aah
Can't you feel my heart, ahh
Can't you take my heart...away
Tired heart
Goodbye

Chorus 

Lost


Why can't I decide?
Why my feelings I hide?
Always screwing with my mind that thorn in my spine
Oh sure, it feels fine wasting all our time
In the back of my mind a thorn in my spine

Wait to see it before my eyes
Why? Don't I turn grey?

Looking all the time at your face so blind
Feeling uptight always the same fight
Hey man, you decide go ahead take your time
Kissing all the time that thorn in my spine

Wait You can't even see my side
Why? Do you play yourself out 'dat way?
Why? You and me always hang
Wait Weren't you were my friend?

The pain in which I feel, I feel

Hey man look inside
Know your need to your own life
Remember me, guy?
That thorn in your spine
Waiting all the time
I'm doing mighty fine
Remember me guy?
That thorn in your spine

Chorus

Swallow


fuck yes

Always I'm locked in my head
No pain, you don't know what I have had
By now, I'm so for sure
Right now, I am yours

My sorrow, I swallow
Follow me, oh hell no

It came unknown to me
Paranoid is controlling all of me
Somehow, a terror so pure
Right now, shit I'm yours

My sorrow, I swallow
Follow me all, oh hell no
Wasn't me, I swallow
Forgive me, I don't know
Oh hell no...

This thing I follow
The place, I just get to fuckin go
A freak, that I'm sure
A freak, that is yours

Chorus

Punk ass sissy I'm a freak...

Porno Creep


Oh, sometimes I get to feel. . .

Good God


You came into my life without a single thing
I gave into your ways, which left me with nothing
I've given into smiles, I've dealt with all your games
I wish you're happy now, I had to let you win

Why don't you get the fuck out of my face, now
Why don't you get the fuck out of my face, now

In the sea of life, you're just a minnow
You live your life insecure
I feel the pain of your needles
As they shit into my mind

I scream without a sound
How could you take away everything that I was?
Left me a fuckin slave
Your face that I despise
Your heart inside that's grey
I came today to say you're fucked in every way

Chorus

In the sea of life, you're just a minnow
You live your life insecure
I feel the pain of your needles
As they shit into my mind
You stole my life without a sign
You sucked me dry

Chorus

Mr. Rogers


Boomerang, Zoomerang, Toomerang, Up

The time has come to realize what you are, what you've done inside
The time has come, we'll have something to talk about
I will tell [too]

Looking back...dumb
And now I realise...old man
how much you really liked him...dumb
This child's mind you terrorized...old man
You came to him...dumb
He really didn't know your lies...old man
Now, his innocence gone...dumb
He's that child you terrorized...old man

This fucking thing that I know, it came to me and you
This fucking thing that I know, because of you
My childhood is gone, because I loved you
My childhood is gone, because I loved you

Be my neighbour

Looking back...child
And now I realise...fucker
How much you really loved him...child
This child's mind you hypnotized...fucker
You came to him...child
You really didn't know his lies...fucker
Now, his innocence gone...child
I'm that child you terrorized...fucker

Chorus

But you told me that everybody was my neighbour
They took advantage of me, like I took a trip anywhere
I wish I wouldn't have watched you, I really mean it
My childhood, a failure
What a fuckin neighbour

I hate you, I will tell [too]

Chorus

This fucking thing that I feel
This fucking thing that I feel
My childhood is gone
My childhood is gone

I will tell...

K @ # Ø % (Kunt)


fuck you titty suckin, two balled bitch
With a fat bruised clit
My big compoto bitch
Oh shit, fucking, ass licking, piss sucking, cunt
These nuts on your lips
Kentucky fried kung-pao clits
I don't know what to say
So what don't give up on me now
I don't know what to say, so what

Saggy tits swinging between your fat, crusty arm pits
Big ass hairy mole between your pussy lips
Cunt, shit, cock, dick, cunt, tit, barf, piss, balls, ass, pecker, queef
Oh shit, fuck, bitch, damn fuckin diarrhoea slut, with HIV

Chorus

I have fought to find something to say,
But now I found something to say fuck you, Punk ass bitch

Chorus

fuck...shit...bitch

No Place to Hide


Ha Ha Ha

I see your faces and I do not understand why
Each time I dream you standing there, right by my side
Why do you make me, you take my pride
And in my eyes you kinda rape me, inside

I have no place to run and hide
I have no place to hide which I like

Some look at the time, I looked back into my life
You want to touch me to see what's in my eyes
Why do you make me remember all the hate all its shame
Don't you hate me, sometimes?

Chorus

I have no place to run, so come on follow me

I don't know where to run, so come on follow me

I have no place to run, which I like

Chorus

Wicked


Yo Chuck, we got runnin mixes in da headphones...

Wicked

Ha Ha 1..2..3 and I come with the wicked style
And you know that I'm from the wicked crew, you act like you knew
But I got everybody jumping to the hoops
You kickin wicked rhymes, picket signs, while me and my mob got a trunk full of 9's
Drop then I'll slay ya, bang, bang, birthday for the A-hole
Ready to Buck! Buck! Buck! but it's a must to Duck! Duck! Duck!
Before I bust ya
Looking for the one that did it
You want my vote, no your never gonna get it
Cause I'm the one with the phat mad skills
And I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills, Sittin at the pad just chillen
Larry Parker just got 2 million, Oh what a fucking feeling
That nigger done past me the pill, and I slam dunk it like Shaquille O'neal
Wicked, Wreckin Baby, I'll rock that test tube baby, take it...

'Cause I get Wicked, I told them not to keep on the fire
Yes I Wicked, I told them not to keep on the fire
Yes I Wicked, I told them not to keep on the fire
But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on your fire

Don't say nothing just listen
Got me, got me a plan to break Tyson out of prison
You going my way you get served
Still got a deuce then I bunny hop the curb
Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin, never seen with a happy grin
Gotta fat frown cause I'm down, so take a look around
All you see is big black boots, stepin, use my steel toe as a weapon
And it's awfully quiet, you want to live with this nigger, to with the stick
Ah, but that's nasty, cause I got a Body Count like Ice-T
From here to New York I get them skins, and I ain't talking about pork
Your sly, you pig, dig
Listen from the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasion
Ah,your picket signs, you know all this funky ass wisdom picket budget talking

Chorus p>People wanna know how come I get a gat and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm
Ready to bring that noise and kinda trigger happy like the Ghetto Boyz
December 29th was power to the people, y'all might just see a sequel
'Cause police got equal, hey, A horse is a pig that don't fly straight
I'm doin Daryl Gates but it's Willie Willams, I'm down with the pilgrims
I'm threw with the pig, so I think the job is dead, get out...

Chorus

A.D.I.D.A.S.


Honestly, somehow it always seems that I'm dreaming' of something that I can never be
It doesn't bother to me, 'cause I will always be that pimp that I see in all of my fantasies

I don't know your fucking name.
So what, let's...

Screaming to be the only way that I can truly be free from my fucked up realities,
So I turn and stroke it harder, 'cause it's so fun to see my face staring back at me.

I don't know your fucking name.
So what, let's fuck.

All Day I Dream About Sex
All Day I Dream About fuckin'

Chorus

Lowrider


This is the Caco

Shhhhiiiiitt

All my friends drive a Lowrider and the Lowrider is a little lower

Take a little trip, take a little trip, take a little trip with me

shit...aww shit, aww shhhiitt, awwww...yup...

Ass Itch


I hate writing shit, it's so stupid
What's my problem today?
Maybe I'm depressed,
Maybe I'm helpless to what comes out my hand
Pain...Pain...Pain

I hate writing shit, it's so stupid
Why do I feel this way?
Feelings in my heart
I'm in way too far
Can't it won't go away
Pain...Pain...Pain

Before long my song is dying

I hate writing shit
Ain't looking forward to it
What's fucked up, today?
Writing all this time
Feeling all that's mine
Come right out my hand
Pain...Pain...Pain

Before long my song is dying

Tell me now, I want to know
Is it me inside you see?
Ahh, it isn't fair
I gotta let this song inside me...free...

Set me free
It just set me free
It just set me free

Before long my song is dying

That's why I died, this lie, I try

Kill You


Living life, don't you cry
My life, pain is God
Many nights, painful thoughts occur
Yell at me, again I'm wrong

In denial, I tried to be your friend
I tried to be a good boy

All I see, a hate deep inside
Startle me, someone save me

Now these memories fill my heart, they bury me

All I wanna do
You are not my real mother
Is kill you
should I beat and stab and fuck her

Looking back I was never ever right
You were my step-mom who always wanted me out of your sight
I would come walking' in and I'd say hello, but you slap me and you make some fucked up comment about my clothes,
Then I tried to let it pass, but the visions in my head, were with you with a knife up your ass, laying dead
So I popped some more caps in you ass
I'm not you're son and social fun
Motherfucking bitch, never tried to play me

You made my life not so good

All I wanna do...is kill you

Chorus

Wish you were dead now

How can I cry over someone I never loved?
How can I cry over someone I never loved?
Never loved...

Song Meanings

Chi


Chi is about a lot of alcohol and drug abuse. People turn to that when they have problems so that they won't have to feel their pain. The song was named after Chi Cheng from the Deftones. We named it after him because he used to call it reggae, and he loves reggae music.

Lost


It's the sterotypical thing about your best friend meeting a chick, and then you're nothing.

Swallow


That's about being paranoid. Drug-induced paranoia.

Porno Creep


The only instrumental Korn song with a few spoken words. It seems that Porno Creep represents one or all of the band members, or even someone else. Notice how the self titled and Follow the Leader CD covers both feature pornography magazine covers.

Good God


It's about a guy I knew in school who I thought was a my friend, but who fucked me. He came into my life with nothing, hung out at my house, lived off me, and made me do shit I didn't really wanna do." "I was into new romantic music and he was a mod, and he'd tell me if I didn't dress like a mod he wouldn't be my friend anymore."
"Whenever I had plans to go on a date with a chick he'd sabotage it, because he didn't have a date or nothing. He was a gutless fucking nothing. I haven't talked to him for years.

Mr.Rogers


Back in the day when I was a speed freak, um... even further back when I was a little kid watchin' Mr. Rogers, that shit was scary. He was a freaky old man... Land of Makebelieve and Mr. fuckinMcFeely and shit... made me sick. So back when I was doing speed, like for 5 or 6 days I'd be trippin out and my brain would start to get freaky and get schizophrenic and stuff, and I'd tape it and watch it everyday over and over... I don't know, I was sick in the head. As a kid he told me to be polite and all it did was get me picked on. I fucking hate that man. Thanks for making me polite and trusting everyone, and easy to take advantage of. So I spent 3 months on that one song, just tweakin' on it, and it was totally just my Mr. Rogers obsession, about how evil I thought he was. Pretty much drug induced.

K@#Ø %(Kunt)


People think it's sexist but it isn't. It's more subconcious bitching at all the women who've been with me in my life. It's not about women in feneral, just those women who hurt me." "Initially, we wrote it to send to American radio for a joke, because they always chop up all the other songs. So we were going to send a 'real' single seven days later."

No Place To Hide


No Place to Hide appears to have various themes. One could be that while Jonathan exposes his painful past to the world he has no secrets left, and no comfort zones. He feels raped because Korn is becoming the next big thing and the media takes advantage of him pouring his soul out. This theme follows that of Freak On A Leash where he feels he is just used by the industry to make money.

Wicked


Wicked, a song originally from Predator by Ice Cube, features guest vocals by Chino Moreno from the Deftones.

A.D.I.D.A.S.


It stands for all day I dream about sex. It's about how much of a pervert my ass is, and how I daydream about what a stud I am. But when it comes down to it, I'm a fucking pussy and I'm in there jacking off.

Lowrider


This song by original artist War was sung by Head on his birthday. The deep voice he uses is meant to imitate 80's rap artist Tone Loc.

Ass Itch


That was the last song I wrote, and I was so burned at writing out lyrics because everytime I write I get depressed because I start thinking about things, you know? So the whole song is about that. In the chorus it says, 'Before day, my sun will be dying'. It's because I put myself on the line all the time and for what? Because people aren't going to be listening to it anyway. 

Kill You


It's about a relative I first met when I was 12. I fucking hate that bitch. She's the most evil, fucked up person I've met in my whole life. She hated my guts. She did everything she could to make my life hell. Like, when I was sick she'd feed me tea with Tabasco, which is really hot pepper oil. She'd make me drink it and say, 'You have to burn that cold out, boy'. fucked up shit like that. So every night when I'd go to sleep, I'd dream of killing that bitch. In some sick way I had a sexual fantasy about her, and I don't know what that stems from or why, but I always dreamt about fucking her and killing her.

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