Lletres: Korn. Need To.

I, I am confused, fighting myself
Wanting to give in, needing your help
Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch
Outside I don't know you, but inside I'm fine (fucked)

Can you see it in me?
Skin cold from touch
Each day confronted with what I have done
You pull me closer, I push you away
You tell me it's okay, I can't help but fell the pain

I hate you!
Why are you taken?
I love you!
I feel so helpless
Why is it you?
ripping my insides each time I'm with you
why do I try?
why do I really need to?
Why!!
Fuck you, bitch!
need to. . . fuck. . .
slut