Karmageddon Lyrics

Waitin' all year round just to hear the sound of the crown you found crash to the ground

Now in surround, it's pound for pound

Stereo to 60, you're underground

The match is struck, you're out of luck so give it up, it's about to get rough

Hands and feet inside the ride and don't forget to buckle up

If you've gotta burn, baby, burn

Just burn

Trust, like glass, is easily broken

I swallowed every shallow word that was spoken

You stabbed my back and broke our pact

So I cut you out, we're free at last

You cut me down and you still persist

So fix the grip, and let er' rip

If they don't ask, then just insist it's your world that exists

If you've gotta burn, then baby, you burn, burn pick up the matches

If you've gotta burn, then baby, you burn, burn with passion

If you've gotta go, then take the blow, let's just bury the hatchet

If you've gotta burn, then baby, you burn, burn, burn in fashion

Just burn

You dazed me, you phased me, erased me hastily

Like it didn't even matter that I loved you back despite the fact your heart is black

There should be no future, not even a past

Agree to disagree, but there's no trust, no us, just a broken diamond left in the dust

Best this didn't last, cuz that'd be rough

If there was ever love, it was not enough

If you've gotta burn, then baby, you burn, burn pick up the matches

If you've gotta burn, then baby, you burn, burn with passion

If you've gotta go, then take the blow, let's just bury the hatchet

If you've gotta burn, then baby, you burn, burn, burn in fashion

Just burn

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide

In this world, it's eye for an eye

Return to the earth, dust to dust

Same darkness before your birth

Drink your blood then burn your soul

This is fury that you'll come to know

Our time has truly come to an end

Straight to Hell as you descend

You got what you wanted

Now you get what you deserve

One two, fuck you

If you've gotta burn, then baby, you burn, burn pick up the matches

If you've gotta burn, then baby, you burn, burn with passion

If you've gotta go, then take the blow, let's just bury the hatchet

If you've gotta burn, then baby, you burn, burn, burn in fashion

Just burn

If you've gotta go, then take the blow, let's just bury the hatchet

If you've gotta run, your time has come, lets just carry the casket