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Korn - The Ringmaster (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jules Venturini
Jules Venturini
Programming
Reggie Fieldy Arvizu
Reggie Fieldy Arvizu
Bass
Ray Luzier
Ray Luzier
Drums
Brian "Head" Welch
Brian "Head" Welch
Guitar
Tiago Nunez
Tiago Nunez
Programming
Jonathan Davis
Jonathan Davis
Vocals
James Shaffer
James Shaffer
Guitar
Reginald Arvizu
Reginald Arvizu
Bass
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Collier
Chris Collier
Additional Engineer
Matt Wallace
Matt Wallace
Additional Engineer
Nathan Yarborough
Nathan Yarborough
Engineer
David Benveniste
David Benveniste
Executive Producer
Ted Jenson
Ted Jenson
Mastering Engineer
Josh Wilbur
Josh Wilbur
Mixing Engineer
Nick Raskulinecz
Nick Raskulinecz
Producer
Jim Monti
Jim Monti
Additional Engineer

Songteksten

Hey, you Yes, I'm talking to you, and What are you doing here? And Why you look so sad, man? Brother, please come here let's Talk and let it out, dear You have nothing to fear, child I'm the one that makes it, oh, so, so much better I feel your presence standing there up in my face I feel the darkness haunting me with its embrace I want to shed this, go to a place, a different time The plot unfolds, this meaning here I'll never find Hey, man What do we have here? You're looking so upset You're making it quite clear that You want nothing to change 'cause You're so willing to hurt, and Feel at home in the dark, boy Everything you feel, child, won't make it better I feel your presence standing there up in my face I feel the darkness haunting me with its embrace I want to shed this, go to a place, a different time The plot unfolds, this meaning here I'll never find (You ever hear that voice in your motherfucking head?) (Ohh) (It goes) Looking at you, poking at you Yelling at you, fucking with you (it goes) Looking at you, poking at you Yelling at you, fucking with you Looking at you (looking at you), poking at you (poking at you) Yelling at you (yelling at you), fucking with you (fucking with you) Looking at you (looking at you), poking at you (poking at you) Yelling at you (yelling at you), fucking with you (fucking with you) It's fucking with you It's fucking with you I feel your presence standing there up in my face I feel the darkness haunting me with its embrace I want to shed this, go to a place, a different time The plot unfolds, this meaning here I'll never find
Writer(s): Reginald Arvizu, Jonathan Howsman Davis, James Christian Shaffer, Brian Philip Welch, Raymond Lee Luzier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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