Macon Walker
  • PROOF OF EXISTENCE
  • STATEMENT OF INTENT
  • OUTREACH
  • PROOF OF EXISTENCE
  • STATEMENT OF INTENT
  • OUTREACH

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Karma Comes Collecting (2017)

7/2/2020

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"It's not a sin
It's not a sleight
You're just in town for the night"

Beyond conjecture
Loss of pressure
Morality gone and nothing's right

Out the window
Words as widows
With only distance to your plight
A somber story
Faded memory
The deed is done, now dim the lights

The present's a joke, the past as the stoke
The flame of inequity, promiscuity, profligacy
You lit the pyre; promises rose as smoke
Sparked a blaze as it razed; sense of security erased

But the deed is done now, darling
Now dim the lights

What's the price you've to pay?
Whilst you're lying awake
Trying to shake the sins of the day
From this one or the last one? Or the one from before? 
How many different lives come and go through your door? 
You're looking for sin, looking at it slight
Thinking it's okay 'cause I'm just in town for the night
But the picture frames remind; oh, his unknowing eyes
Karma's done collected from me way too many times

"It's all a secret
What's your deal?
Forget his face and take my side"

Temptress logic
Trite, psychotic
What makes you think it's alright? 

Twisted tales
Half-truths as they fail 
Your stories are falling out of line
When he comes home
Oh, the secrets he'll know
But the deed is done, now dim the lights

The present's a joke, there's no past to know
The memories of discrepancy, dishonesty, infidelity
You sowed the poison; the body it ravaged and roamed
Destroying the effigy of the life you lived happily

But the deed is done now, darling
Now dim the lights

What's the price you've to pay? 
Whilst you're lying awake
Trying to shake the sins of the day
For this one or the last one? Or the one from before? 
How many different lives come and go through your door?
You're looking for sin, looking for the sleight
Thinking it's all okay 'cause I'm in town for the night
But the picture frames remind; oh, his sad fucking eyes
Karma's done collected from me way too many times

Don't really wanna hurt nobody
Been on the other side every other time
Never really wanna hurt nobody
No one really stops and thinks
About the pain that it brings
We all act so selfishly, it's a travesty
But I know 
I'm never gonna be the one to hurt nobody

What's the price you've got to pay?
Whilst lying in this grave
Rotting away from the sins you create
For this one or the last one? Or the one before? 
How many lives have you damaged evermore?
You're looking for sin, but it's the one with the sleight
Thinking I'm okay 'cause I'm only around for the night 
But the picture frames remind; oh, my noble, shining eyes
Karma won't collect from me for the rest of my life 
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