Korn

I can't stand the sight of you. I can't stand what you put me through. Your life's a
lie, that you are high. Is it that terrible being you inside? I can't stand all the thoughts of
you. I can't stand all the things you do. Why do you try, to justify? You are just
too scared to be you inside
Let . . . it all go.
Look at you, all I see is a man too afraid to really be.
I can't stand what you put me through. I can't stand even the thought of you.
Your secret lies, that you all hide, is it that terrible being you inside?
Let . . . it all go.