Sarah Kinsley - Karma

Now come on in
Take a seat and let's get started
Tell me, fortune-teller
Will I let another broken heart in?

It's not up to me to decide
The gods have told me this a thousand times
It's not up to you
So what is the truth to you?
So what is the truth?

Your superstition keeps me thinking it was karma
But I can't listen my intuition says I want you
You say everything comes back around, it'll haunt you
But I can't admit my intuition says I want you
And I want you, I want you

I swear it's a sign that we first met on a Friday
Everyone told me the 13th was bad luck
But you said: How could I even care if the gods were against us?
But I care if they're against us
Don't you carе if our fate is against us?

Your superstition keeps me thinking it was karma
But I can't listen my intuition says I want you
You say everything comes back around, it'll haunt you
But I can't admit my intuition says I want you
And I want you, I want you
And I want you, I want you

Is it karma if I end up the fool?
Is it karma?
I keep coming back to you
To you, to you, to you
To you

Your superstition keeps me thinking it was karma
But I can't listen my intuition says I want you
You say everything comes back around, it'll haunt you
But I can't admit my intuition says I want you
And I want you, I want you

And I want you, I want you