I lack the discipline
I've proven time and time again
I fucked up last week
And I'll probably fuck up the next
The universe is cyclical
Everything comes right back around
And I'd hate to have something
As silly as yesterday
Be what chains me down

Cowards only talk about their fears
People just denying their bad habits through the years
I'm not one to boast about my ways
But I'd like to spend my glory days
With my ducks in a row and my heart in tow
Without aching over what I owe
I'll overthink about it
And I'll be singing along in my own way

I call karma "The Knife"
Karma the knife
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Karma the knife