karma

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