| Coming Undone - Korn |
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| Written by Alphons Wiera Kusuma |
| Thursday, 10 July 2008 11:48 |
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Coming Undone by Korn Keep holding on when my brain's ticking like a bomb Gets the blood clots to come, I can forget me Sweet bitter words unlike nothing I have heard Sing along mocking bird, you don't affect me That's right Deliver into my heart Please try Bring deliverance Wait I'm coming undone I waste I'm coming undone Too late I'm coming undone What looks so strong, so delicate Wait I'm starting to suffocate And soon I anticipate I'm coming undone What looks so strong, so delicate Choke, choke again I thought me demons were my friends They decay, in the end they're out to get me Since I was young I tasted sorrow on my tongue And this sweet choking gun does not protect me Thatâ's right Trigger between my eyes Please try Make it quick now I'm trying to hold it together And it's like a bed of feather Looks like I'm not getting better Not getting better |