Korn Song Quotes

Michael leaned in, his voice turning low and heavy. “And how about me?” I swallowed, still studying my drink. What song described him? What band? That was like trying to pick one food to eat for the rest of your life. “Disturbed,” I said, naming the band and still looking down at the glass. He said nothing. Only remained still before finally sitting back and tipping his drink up to his lips. Butterflies swarmed in my stomach, and I kept my breathing even. “Drowning Pool, Three Days Grace, Five Finger Death Punch,” I continued, “Thousand Foot Krutch, 10 Years, Nothing More, Breaking Benjamin, Papa Roach, Bush…” I paused, exhaling nice and slow despite the way my heart drummed. “Chevelle, Skillet, Garbage, Korn, Trivium, In This Moment…” I drifted off, peace settling over me as I looked up at him. “You’re in everything.

I put my playlist on shuffle mode and it’s giving my emotions whiplash. Songs bounce from Bad Omens, Eminem, Dolly Parton, Korn, to Sam Tinnesz.  One of the nice things about letting my clients choose the music during their sessions is I’ve been introduced to a lot of artists I might not have heard of otherwise. I’ve got one hell of an eclectic compilation rocking through my studio because of it.

Sitting at home that day and listening to her singing, I was thinking about how amazing she was. I was thinking about how she was the cutest person in the world, and how hard it would be to leave her to go back on tour that fall. Then I heard what she was singing. It was a Korn song called “A.D.I.D.A.S.,” which stands for “All Day I Dream About Sex.” These words were coming out of my five-year-old little girl’s mouth, and I knew right then that something had to change.

I also wrote some song lyrics while I was there, and I really felt like God was leading me to write a prophetic song to 50 Cent. One thing to keep in mind before you read these lyrics is that while I believe these words were inspired by God, written through me, to 50 Cent, more importantly I believe the words carry a message to everyone else in this generation, including myself. A message straight to us from God’s heart. Here are some of the lyrics to a song I wound up calling “A Cheap Name”: Wisdom comes through suffering Tell me why’d you let him give you a cheap name? It’s time to come home Playtime’s over now