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Call Me Karizma - T.V. (Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Call Me Karizma
Call Me Karizma
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan Francis Parriott
Morgan Francis Parriott
Songwriter
Robbie Winn
Robbie Winn
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Call Me Karizma
Call Me Karizma
Producer
Robbie Winn
Robbie Winn
Producer
Jordan Suecof
Jordan Suecof
Mixing Engineer
Nick Niker
Nick Niker
Mixing Engineer
Trevor Case
Trevor Case
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Turn off Turn off your televisions Turn off your fucking televisions, sir Drugs have got the best of me I ain't talking ketamine Remember watching MTV? That shit fucks you up If you ain't remembering Let me jog your memory T.V. taught us everything when we were growing up My head it hurts It's getting worse Tried medicine, it never works I need you less, the lesson learned My head it hurts My head it hurts The music vids are showing kids The only way to coexist Is smoking dope and showing tits "Be our little chauvinist!" Everybody get in like (fuck) You don't wanna miss your time (run) Hurry up and sign this line (done) Now you gotta give your mind up Stare into the television Here they get to sell a vision Nowhere that the devil isn't when you turn it on I'm gonna die here I'm gonna die here alone Got no heart in my chest All that's left is a hole You're filling my head with your glitter and gold I'm gonna fight here till you leave me alone I'm gonna die here I'm gonna die here alone Got no heart in my chest All that's left is a hole You're filling my head with your glitter and gold I'm gonna fight here till you leave me alone Yeah Everything is making me depressed I don't wanna sound like a downer I missed NBC for an hour Where the fuck is Matt Lauer? Bunch of planes flew into that tower CIA is like "uh that's ours!" Send the troops off to get devoured Send the family members some flowers Selling ads Fill your bags Money, money Full of cash Living high till the crash Only hurts the middle class Break the banks Break our back Losing everything that you had Where'd it go? Give it back But you're too busy on Instagram I'm gonna die here I'm gonna die here alone Got no heart in my chest All that's left is a hole You're filling my head with your glitter and gold I'm gonna fight here till you leave me alone I'm gonna die here I'm gonna die here alone Got no heart in my chest All that's left is a hole You're filling my head with your glitter and gold I'm gonna fight here till you leave me alone
Writer(s): Morgan Parriott, Robert Winn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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