Korn:

: Korn - "Seed"










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Seed

Korn



7-string guitar tuned down 1 whole step 
(low to high: {A} {D} {G} {C} {F} {A} D)
This is a fairly easy song with only 2 main riffs
Riff 1
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|| -2--2--11--11--10--11----2--2----8---8--7--8-------------------
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Riff 2
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|| --4--3--6--3--4--3--6--4-------------
|| --4--3--6--3--4--3--6--4-------------
|| --2--1--4--1--2--1--4--2-------------

 

Seed

 

Every day it gets a little harder, can't seem to get away.
I remember there's a certain place, a place I wish I'd stay.
I feel so lost within - pressured, I'm headed for that day.
Just one thought in my head, really. Do I need this fame?

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't
be.
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried,
Something
takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.

I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way?
It's the only thing I really got for now, and it's called fame.

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be.
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried,
something
takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.

So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize it's mine.

I feel the rattle...

So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize it's mine.

I feel the rattle...

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't
be.
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried, something
takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.

Like some god damn fucking freak!