Killing Lyrics - Korn
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Birds are circling above
They've come back to a waiting level
Why don't they fly away?
Surely they have guessed by now
There is no gun to shoot them down
And still they stay
For what they say
(Chorus)
Are they killing them with lies
Are they fighting for their lives
Killing them with thoughts
They can never get enough
Killing them, are we killing, killing every single feeling
It's a trained response
Birds are circling above
They're called back to a waiting glove
This sordid the game
It fits my name
I have worshiped some false Gods
And run to them like Pavlov's dogs
Who cry my shame
It burned a flame
Chorus
We're all preset to reset to..
Dumb!
To dumb!
We're all preset to reset to dumb (repeat2x)
Somebody told me once
Beat them 'til they start to get used to it
Next thing they're lining up
Are we killing them? (Repeat7x)
Are we killing...
They've come back to a waiting level
Why don't they fly away?
Surely they have guessed by now
There is no gun to shoot them down
And still they stay
For what they say
(Chorus)
Are they killing them with lies
Are they fighting for their lives
Killing them with thoughts
They can never get enough
Killing them, are we killing, killing every single feeling
It's a trained response
Birds are circling above
They're called back to a waiting glove
This sordid the game
It fits my name
I have worshiped some false Gods
And run to them like Pavlov's dogs
Who cry my shame
It burned a flame
Chorus
We're all preset to reset to..
Dumb!
To dumb!
We're all preset to reset to dumb (repeat2x)
Somebody told me once
Beat them 'til they start to get used to it
Next thing they're lining up
Are we killing them? (Repeat7x)
Are we killing...
Writer: ARVIZU, REGINALD / DAVIS, JONATHAN HOWSMAN / SHAFFER, JAMES CHRISTIAN / CHRISTY, LAUREN / EDWARDS, GRAHAM / SPOCK, SCOTT / BOZZIO, TERRY J. / BAIRD, Z
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Correction. | Reviewer: Anonymous | 1/2/10
"This sordid the game It fits my name I have worshiped some false Gods And run to them like Pavlov's dogs Who cry my shame It burned a flame"
is wrong, it's "This sordid game It fears my name I have worshiped some false Gods I've run to them like a Pavlov dog to hide the shame and fan the flame"
A Few Corrections | Reviewer: Lorraine | 9/8/07
Sold the game is actually - "Sordid Game"
Also, And run to them like I have not thought to is actually - "And run to them like Pavlov's Dogs"
I am still trying to figure out the rest.
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