Marty your Karma is Calling

Oh, what a tangled web we weave,

Lies and betrayal up our sleeves.

A game of shadows, dark and deep,

Secrets even the silence keeps.

Marty, the master of disguise,

Crafts his lies with crooked eyes.

Manipulates, plays the part,

Fooling hearts, stealing art.

He cries for mom, a childish plea,

In his world of fantasy.

Wants what’s not his, a greedy soul,

Drowning in his own control.

He thinks he's winning, but karma's near,

A whisper in the night, loud and clear.

What he took, now he's paid,

Every lie, every betrayal's repaid.

Karma’s knocking at his door,

What he took ain't anymore.

A scam, a game, a twisted plot,

He’s the one who’s going to rot.

Reaping what he sowed today,

Justice finds a way.

Now he's caught, he's all alone,

In a house of lies he's known.

Catfished dreams and broken schemes,

False hopes drown in shattered beams.

He's crying for his mama still,

Lost in his own selfish will.

No more hiding, no disguise,

Truth reveals in his dark eyes.

So let this be a lesson clear,

Trust no one who fakes sincere.

Karma’s gentle, it’s just, it’s fair,

Left him stranded in his lair.