[Intro]
[Music: Dirty blues guitar, slow stomping kick, finger snaps, gritty bass, vintage organ, light tambourine, distant whistle.]
(Spoken)
“They say karma never forgets…”
“…Guess she’s been stuck in traffic.”
[Verse 1]
[Music: Blues guitar groove, laid-back drums, warm bass, organ pads.]
I watched liars cash their winnings,
Watched cheats get another round.
Watched the loudest voices preaching
While they burned the whole thing down.
I kept waiting on that lightning,
Thought justice might roll in.
But the calendar kept turning…
Nothing happened then.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
[Music: Guitar swells, toms begin to build, harmony vocals enter softly.]
So I quit counting
Somebody else’s score.
Turns out freedom
Lives behind
An unlocked door.
[Chorus]
[Music: Full band kicks in. Crunchy guitars, organ, driving drums, gang vocals.]
If karma had my number,
She sure took her sweet old time.
I got tired of staring backward,
Started chasing what was mine.
Maybe justice wears work boots,
Maybe hope don’t make a sound.
Maybe the best revenge
Is building higher ground.
If karma finally calls someday…
She knows where I’ll be.
[Verse 2]
[Music: Bass pushes harder, blues licks answer each vocal phrase.]
Used to wear my anger
Like an old leather coat.
Heavy on my shoulders,
Hard to keep afloat.
Then I traded bitter
For another sunrise drive.
Turns out letting go
Is how you stay alive.
Every mile I traveled
Cut another chain.
Peace showed up quietly…
Never needed fame.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
[Music: Organ grows fuller, layered harmonies, snare rolls.]
Some people build prisons
Inside their own minds.
I packed my bags…
Left mine behind.
[Bridge]
[Music: Drops to bass, organ, floor toms, echo guitar.]
Maybe karma’s busy…
Maybe she’s slow…
Maybe life was never
Keeping score
The way we hoped it’d go.
So I’ll keep laughing,
Keep moving,
Keep writing another page.
My future deserves more space
Than my old rage.
[Guitar Solo]
[Music: 24-bar expressive blues-rock solo with slide guitar, Hammond organ underneath, steady drums.]
[Final Double Chorus]
[Music: Biggest arrangement. Twin guitars, organ, tambourine, gang vocals, crashing cymbals.]
If karma had my number,
She can leave a message at the tone.
I quit sitting by the window…
Waiting all alone.
I’ve got roads still left to travel,
Dreams too big to postpone.
The best thing I ever did
Was building a life that’s my own.
(Repeat with bigger harmonies)
If karma finally finds me,
She’ll smile when she sees…
I already became
Everything they said
I’d never be.
[Outro]
[Music: Blues guitar fades into harmonica, organ sustains, drums fall away to a lone kick, final guitar bend.]
(Spoken)
“I stopped waiting for life to balance the scales…”
“I just started living.”
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