Lyrics Call Me Karizma – Wknd Demon
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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
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 shit. 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
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
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
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!
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