Swing & Miss

Another page with words That don't even rhyme Another complex thing That's fighting inside Another wasted day I front with a lie And say it's all just fine I'm full of hateful things No reason in sight It's just a baseless fear of falling from heights I'll never reach And by now I should finally realize That it's not alright Karma never got the best of me A bitter end if I fight my destiny I'd better come, better off, batter up Good look and all you need A swing and miss, just a bitter memory I've got a head that aches That's filled up with doubt I've got an empty room No one hears me shout So I fill up my lungs Then breathe it all out I know it's all the same Cause every bad idea Feels ugly and worse And when the good ones come I'd stuck at the verse And so I ask myself Does it matter anyway? Karma never got the best of me A bitter end if I fight my destiny I'd better come, better off, batter up Good look and all you need A swing and miss, just a bitter memory Karma never got the best of me A bitter end if I fight my destiny I'd better come, better off, batter up Good look and all you need A swing and miss, just a bitter memory Karma never got the best of me A bitter end if I fight my destiny I'd better come, better off, batter up Good look and all you need... Karma never got the best of me A bitter end if I fight my destiny I'd better come, better off, batter up Good look and all you need A swing and miss, just a bitter memory Just a bitter memory Just a bitter memory Just a bitter memory