Chippy Fler

It's in my head it's in my brain

I could have sworn we we're the same

I feel repeat within my day

When Sunday fixed me to the chain

Karma Karma you're made

Not a lot of the pain remains

I take a rush and blur my eye

I could have sworn we we're to die

Am I immune to your concern?

It isn't deep enough to burr

Karma Karma you're famed

Not a lot of the pain remains

Let's hit it up as if by chance

Forego the pride within your stance

I hear you raging in the bells

Provoke a calm that overwhelms

Karma Karma you're lame

Not a lot of the pain remains