Korn - Seed

Seed

Every day it gets a little harder, can not seem to get away.
I remember there is a certain place, a place I wish Id stay.
I feel so lost within - pressured, Imheaded for that day.
Just one thought in my head, really. Do I need this fame?
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can not be.
Beautiful and care free, thats how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, Imso pressured, Imso worried,
Something takes a hold of me, something I can not believe.
I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way?
Its the only thing I really got for now, and its called fame.
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can not be.
Beautiful and care free, thats how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, Imso pressured, Imso worried,
something takes a hold of me, something I can not believe.
So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize its mine.
I feel the rattle...
So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize its mine.
I feel the rattle...
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can not be.
Beautiful and care free, thats how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, Imso pressured, Imso worried,
something takes a hold of me, something I can not believe.
Like some god damn fucking freak