Tempest

You’re already dead

You just don’t know it yet

Karma, karma is coming

With a full clip

You’re hanging on by a thread

You just don’t know it yet

The storm, the storm is coming

It’s raining death

Watching the tide as it rises

Like the anxiety inside us

Cultivating diseases

Everyone praying to Jesus

We’re at the dawn of hopelessness

That spawned the next era of dope kids

Emancipated from reality

Loved and hated by society

No accountability

Until the reaper comes calling

Then you plead

You’re already dead

You just don’t know it yet

Karma, karma is coming

With a full clip

You’re hanging on by a thread

You just don’t know it yet

The storm, the storm is coming

It’s raining death

I’m watching the sun rise

Looking into my kids’ eyes

Can I protect them from this madness?

From the wickedness? The sadness?

We’ve not been kind to the mother

We’ve not been kind to each other

Our state of mind is like a gutter

You think it’s fine

We’re flawed by design

It’s a wicked, wicked world

Full of wicked boys and girls

One foot in the darkness

Don’t be consumed by the darkness

You’re already dead

You just don’t know it yet

Karma, karma is coming

With a full clip

You’re hanging on by a thread

You just don’t know it yet

The storm, the storm is coming

It’s raining death on you