Here we are again, though we lost our mothers love Hear me, touch me, feel me, hold me, I am so alone Never will I know when its over, maybe its over now Is it too late to turn around We run away, true perfection in the eyes of the world We run away, one step closer every day It still keeps happening Still keeps happening Still keeps happening Still is The karma in flesh The karma in flesh The karma in flesh The karma in flesh Were so much closer now, we keep telling ourselves It makes us whole or hollow It takes a lot of pain when its all becoming clear All the time you thought you saved is gone forever Do you ever think it will all start when you want it to But its too late to turn around Flesh The karma in flesh The karma in flesh The karma in flesh The karma in flesh The karma in flesh
karma, flesh, happening, keep, still