Karma
Faking every day for the paper
You don't like people but you like being famous
You're downright evil, heard you're searching for heaven
And now you wanna leave, now you wanna leave
Okay, a minute over it's never getting better
You lied about me
In the forest so panoramic you can't even afford
I'm ignoring your bitter presence is unimportant, so unimportant
No I don't want you, I don't need you in my life
If you're gon' walk in and out the door
Baby, karma's coming
No I don't want you, I don't need you in my life
If you're gon' walk in and out the door
Baby, karma's coming
Karma's coming
If I got all the bitches
Thеn how am I alone?
Don't want your pity, I'm not bothered
Facе it, I've hit the bottom
If I got all the bitches
Then how am I alone?
Don't want your pity, I'm not bothered
Face it, I've hit the bottom
If I got all the bitches
Thеn how am I alone?
Don't want your pity, I'm not bothered
Facе it, I've hit the bottom
If I got all the bitches
Then how am I alone?
Don't want your pity, I'm not bothered
Face it, I've hit the bottom
Faking every day for the paper
You don't like people but you like being famous
You're downright evil, heard you're searching for heaven
And now you wanna leave, and now you wanna leave
You don't like people but you like being famous
You're downright evil, heard you're searching for heaven
And now you wanna leave, now you wanna leave
Okay, a minute over it's never getting better
You lied about me
In the forest so panoramic you can't even afford
I'm ignoring your bitter presence is unimportant, so unimportant
No I don't want you, I don't need you in my life
If you're gon' walk in and out the door
Baby, karma's coming
No I don't want you, I don't need you in my life
If you're gon' walk in and out the door
Baby, karma's coming
Karma's coming
If I got all the bitches
Thеn how am I alone?
Don't want your pity, I'm not bothered
Facе it, I've hit the bottom
If I got all the bitches
Then how am I alone?
Don't want your pity, I'm not bothered
Face it, I've hit the bottom
If I got all the bitches
Thеn how am I alone?
Don't want your pity, I'm not bothered
Facе it, I've hit the bottom
If I got all the bitches
Then how am I alone?
Don't want your pity, I'm not bothered
Face it, I've hit the bottom
Faking every day for the paper
You don't like people but you like being famous
You're downright evil, heard you're searching for heaven
And now you wanna leave, and now you wanna leave
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Writer(s): Ciara Simms
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