Korn

Here it comes
Once again
'Irrational'
I give in
Paranoia
Expands within
Little voices start to begin:
Everyone's out to take your joy away
Constantly scheming to keep us at bay
Everyone's plotting and they are just taking
You must make it stop
Make them pay
Sometimes I just take things
Way Too Far
Irrational feeling
I just try too hard 'cause
What goes up, must come down
The problem is I have no bounds 'cause
Sometimes I just take things Way Too Far
Reality is surreal
Wretchedness is all I feel
Now its really just a way
God, I hear the voices say: