King Virtue - Building Good Karma

Building Good Karma

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Why do I do this for pleasure
Am I just throwing my life away
Maybe I like to be the failure
How do you like that mom
Could it be I like repeating the fall
I want to do it again

How about I shimmy downtown and hit the local hotspot
They smoke all night to be the envy spending money on pot

Baby I wanted to be with you
But you don't look so good now
My crush has been extinguished now you're through
You tried to make me do what you do
At least when I look at myself in the morning
I can look myself in the eye
I'm sick of being left behind and ignored just for being too good

I didn't shimmy downtown and hit the local hotspot
They smoke all night to be the envy spending money on shots

I'd rather build my karma doing good little deeds
I'm gonna be a saint and help old ladies crossing the street

Maybe I don't want to be the model they see when they have no values in life
I can't believe I'm the only one, I'm all alone

No, I don't care anymore
I don't
If you can't look in your eye

I'd rather build my karma doing good little deeds
I'm gonna give back the money that I find on the street

I've spent so many-a-nights crying 'cause I want to give it up but I can't
Sometimes it feels like I'm cursed trying to stick up for my beliefs
If God had sympathy he would help me find my way through the fog
That has surrounded me, it's crippled me, oh

God help me
I don't know where I'm at anymore

I don't care anymore
I don't
If you can't look in your eye

I'd rather build my karma doing good little deeds
I'm gonna be the saint angels will aspire to be

Why do I do this for pleasure
Maybe I like to be the failure like that's my name
I can't give it up it's like air for me
Never gonna give it up it's my soul
So watch me bleed

Written by:
King Virtue

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