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call me karizma - wknd demon lyrics

[verse 1: callmekarizma]

oh, met her at a show
took her to the bus. she took me off the globe
she shook me like a rug. i thought it was a go
but she was crazier than i thought or would’ve known
she’s the water to my boat. got her to expose
but she acted like a saint or like a daughter to the pope
how am i caught up with this hoe?
i’m a musician. ima do girls like your mama do dishes
kidding, i’m a flop as i’m tripping through words
i’m a chicken when i talk so i flip a few birds
this chick is like a hawk. she’s a devil in disguise (the skies)
get it? i’ll let that one slide
calling me at night asking for some attention
it’s 4 in the morn’ i’m on tour in my bed
and i’m sore and i’m stressed so i ignore every call
but she forwards some texts from a girl that i saw?
i don’t know how but i blocked every app
and she still knows sh-t. she must have it all tapped
she sees it all. even follows my dj
i hope they fall in love and he hits the replay

[chorus: callmekarizma]

deep inside all these demons hide
every weekend i lose my way. who’s to say i’m bad?
friday night when my mind takes flight
every time i try to act okay, there’s no way. i’m bad

[verse 2: callmekarizma]

wow, finally back in town
in high school i sucked and even more now
“beat it morg. leave the fort, your tree is torn down..
we don’t listen your songs or even speak of your sound!”
i packed up my mic and i biked to the bridge
i don’t care if you like or despite how i live
i made a couple songs about bongs and babes
and here come a couple blondes with their chong ablaze
i brought the bomb to play
i’m on non-delay. onto unduly. con to conversate
on and off the stage. what your mama hates
off my rocker. stop talking, walk this way
god, i’m not okay. i’m a little strange
i’ll never make it big time on the little stage
middle school blew, it started in the 6th grade
when i got off the bus and they got up in my face
im a product of disgrace. i’m proud of what i ain’t
but it’s friday night and the crowd’s yelling my name!

[chorus: callmekarizma]

[outro]

(voices yelling/arguing)

- call me karizma lyrics

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