Six Foot Blonde - Callin' To Karma
It was last Thursday nightWhen she called me on my line
Said "I'm sorry, please forgive me, let's just put this all behind"
It was no surprise, always tellin' lies,
Said she's at another low point in her life
Who does she think she is?
Doesn't know the consequence
Of living in the fiction of your mind
I'm sick of hearing of her reactive feelings
What is she flauntin'?
Thinks she got options,
Nowhere to hide
Call to fate, call to karma
You call whoever you wanna
Cuz those are all your problems, they ain't mine
I'm callin', callin' to karma
So next time you got a problem
Call your mama not my line
I've been dodging every call
I've felt so tired of it all
As soon as I thought I was free, I saw her staring back at me
She was holding hands, hh, with my ex man
Last night at the diner
Back to where it all began
Oooh girl, out of all the men in the world
I'm glad she chose a man who ain't worth while
His heads in the ceiling, ain't no genuine feelings
They got what is coming, better be runnin' from all the lies
Oh!
Call to fate, call to karma
You call whoever you wanna
Cuz those are all your problems, they ain't mine
I'm callin', callin' to karma
So next time you got a problem,
Call your mama not my line
Call to fate, call to karma
You call whoever you wanna
Cuz those are all your problems, they ain't mine
I'm callin', callin' to karma
So next time you got a problem,
Call your mama not my line
Call to fate, call to karma
You keep doing what you wanna
Cuz all you do is waste my precious time
I'm callin', callin' to karma
So next time you got a problem,
Call your mama not my line
Written by:
Adam Cohen, Brian Healey, Dominick Heyob, Emma Spartz, John Rusyniak, Julia Rusyniak, Kaleb Weisenfluh, Zachary Patrick
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