A Will Away - Karma Lyrics

Ground down my teethCan't find my keysSomeone keeps locking my jawStill chatteringBut you know I'm not stupidI know what I sawCold karma –Still shooting the breezeI paid for these holes in my kneesOld faithful, you're all that I seeYou might be all that I needMy phone will ringThat's gonna stingSomeone put me in my placeThey'll rub it inMy attempts to be happyBlew up in my faceCold karma sent me on a tripIt burnt me right down to a crispOld drama still making me sickYou think I'm full of itThat's one too many timesWhy don't we try to tow the line?Still you're not winning any prizesAm I?That's one too many timesWhy don't we try to tow the line?Still you're not winning any prizes in my eyeThat's one too many timesWhy don't we try to realign?Still you're not winning any prizesAm I?