Korn
Korn - My Gift To You Ear Ache My Eye lyrics
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Renee always wanted me to write her a love song and that's why I called it My Gift To You. It's my gift to her, you know how I get sick. I always had a fantasy of f**king her and choking her to death. I fantasize about what it would look like me in her body and watching me do it. So it's like a really sick f**ked up song. I did it totally like, I love her so much, I want to take her out of this world. It's really strange. She used to leave notes on my pillow like 25 ways she'd like to kill me. She's got this weird death fetish. We're kinda f**kin' freaky. She got it. She's all 'Thank you that's kinda f**ked up. I was expecting a f**kin' I love you, baby kinda song.' I'm all, 'No, you know me.' I mean I can't do that. There you are my precious long ago Hiding behind the shadows of your broken soul Why is it always you want something you can never have Why?d you try to tell me how could you be this way Your throat I take that, (can't you feel the pain) then your eyes roll back Love racing through my veins Your heart stops beating, black orgasms I kiss your lifeless skin There you are my precious with your broken soul Rub my crotch, lay dead take control Why is it always, you f**k up something you?ve always had Why?d you try to tempt me, how could you be so cold Your throat I take that, (can't you feel the pain) then your eyes roll back Love racing through my veins Your heart stops beating, black orgasms I kiss your lifeless skin Here I am just a man, feeling pain gives me life Relieving this is my plan, I?ll do anything, just to see through your eyes x 8 I hate you, can you feel the pain x 8 Your throat I take that, (can't you feel the pain) then your eyes roll back Love racing through my veins Your heart stops beating, black orgasms I kiss your lifeless skin x 5 ----- Dun nun nun Dun nun nun Dun Dun Dun Odelay! My Momma talk to me, try to tell me how to live But I don't listen to her, 'cos my head is like a sift My Daddy, he disowned me, 'cos I wear my sisters clothes He caught me in the bathroom, with a pair of pantyhose My basketball coach, he just kicked me off the team For wearing high heel sneakers, and acting like a queen Gonna tie my pecker to a tree to a tree Gonna tie my pecker to a tree Gonna tie his pecker to a tree Get your boogie off Go Head The earth is coming to an end and I don't give a d**n As long as I have my b*tch Oh I'm a, f**k You It don't bother me if people think I'm funny Cos I'm a big rock star, and I make lots of money Money, money, money. Are you talking petsos? Money, ka ching, Ha, ha, ha. Lots of money I'm so bloody rich Lots of money, Lots of motherf**kin' money I get looks Ha, ha, ha I own shopping centres, parking lots, and stocks, and all that sh*t Ha, ha, ha I own you, ha, you too, you three For me, he he, oh oh Get your groove on Let's bring it back one more time Jonathan Jonathan on them drums, getting ever slower, more groovin', slow that sh*t down Crazy slow, come on, death, right here, slow, ah Don't give a f**k, break it out You even know, Boy George is on heroin We don't give a f**k Rick James is in the crack house I'm f**kin' paying, that's all that matters Ha ha ha ha, ahhh, ha ha ha The Firm is a f**kin' in the house Loco! Ooooh aahhh oooo Gimme some