Cold Karma Songtext
von Salt Lick

Sat on a couch staring into pixelated faces
Without much to lose, we can wander
Daydream until we fall out of bed

Consumed a sandwich of a strange variation
Without much to prove, it′s all fodder it's alarming

With you I can choose, no cold karma
No need to prove
I get lost in the wool that I harvest
To split in two next to you
Out of body in your room
For a moment I work on my posture
Didn′t have to prove

The leaves bend without hesitation
They drift and fade away

Without much to say, it's all fodder, it's alarming
I′m sifting through the stages in attempt to differentiate
Without much to prove, we′ll get found outside of this moment


With you I can choose, no cold karma
No need to prove
I get lost in the wool that I harvest
To split in two next to you
Out of body in your room
For a moment I work on my posture
Didn't have to prove

Crawling in and out of my ear that lays on the ground, faceless
You picked it up, brought it to the station
You really didn′t have to do that
Oh you shouldn't have

Tell it to my mouth - relax
If it makes you feel good, relax
You really didn′t have to do that

With you I can choose, no cold karma
No need to prove
I get lost in the wool that I harvest
To split in two next to you
Out of body in your room
For a moment I work on my posture
Didn't have to prove