karma - Rivilin

What comes around, comes around

Sooner than later it’s found

It’s their lips, they say that you’re guilty

I feel absolutely nothing

A fist to the face your down

Knock your ass straight on the ground

It’s too late, to late to change it

I know that you really, really hate me

Every day I feel like I’m talking about the same sad shit

All the same friends, all the fake friends

Wanna take a bite out of me

Part of my clique, gonna get hit

I still remember my first cd, hybrid theory

I was only fucking seven-man, I’ve been pursuing since then

Man, happier days were said to be found

I’m slowly getting there but man I still feel alone

Yeah, it’s what I really just know

I’ve cut off all the people who did me wrong

Why can’t you just let me go

Its just depression, manic bipolar

Fuck all this new shit another disorder

Downing with pills lost how I feel

I wanna come up and see if you’re real

What comes around, comes around

Sooner than later it’s found

It’s their lips, they say that you’re guilty

I feel absolutely nothing

A fist to the face your down

Knock your ass straight on the ground

It’s too late, too late to change it

I know that you really, really hate me

Man, some of the best days I had were with you

Yeah

But lately, it feels like you just wanna say you rate me

Coming at you when you say we’re through

Cus I’m sick of this fucking on and off shit

Set your fucking story straight before you come and yell in my face

Cus you’re saying I owe you, you’re saying I should know you

I don’t wanna do this anymore cus you’ve changed

Manipulate, you wanna say you relate

To all these songs but man I feel you’re so fucking fake

I was lying on deaths fucking door

But I see you watching me, you smiled, and you left

It’s just depression, manic bipolar

Fuck all this new shit another disorder

Downing with pills lost how I feel

I wanna come up and see if you’re real

What comes around, comes around

Sooner than later it’s found

It’s their lips, they say that you’re guilty

I feel absolutely nothing

A fist to the face your down

Knock your ass straight on the ground

It’s too late, too late to change it

I know that you really, really hate me