Does anyone here know how karma works?
I’m asking for a friend.
All my life I thought I knew,
But I guess it was pretend
Should one pursue the higher road
Or opt for revenge?
It’s that dish best served cold,
As a mixture, or a blend
Let me be honest.
I want you to hurt the way I’m hurting now
It seems it’s only fair
Cuz I can’t vouch for the tree that fell or not
If I wasn’t even there
I’m not interested in finding out
Karma visited in a month or a year
Knowing you’re going through it RIGHT NOW
Is my only care
That’s my only concern
So, I guess you’re living rent-free
Occupying prime real estate in this crowded head of mine
As happy as can be
Not paying for water
Or electric
Or food
Or heat
While I’m spending all my time
Hoping you finally taste defeat
Unbeknownst to you
Vengeance is mine, says the lord
But I get pain, shame and anguish?
No.
I need to see you suffer
I’ll hold your hand and watch you languish
I don’t want to be the bigger man
I’m not ready to leave this space
I feel I’ve been passed up and you’ve been stood up by karma
While I’ve been turning my cheek with grace
I’ve been wishing well on my enemies
As they plot my demise and death
No. This time, tell karma to sit this one out
I need my pound of flesh
Just my inner thoughts, I guess.
Give me a minute or two,
To recover the sanity I temporarily left.
