KARMA RIDES A BLACK HORSE
TitanChord
Intro
You can outrun the law.
You can bury the truth.
But karma rides a black horse—
And she knows where you live.
Verse 1
You left him bleeding by the road
Then wore your cleanest Sunday clothes
Bought the sheriff, paid the judge
Called it justice, called it done
Built your kingdom over graves
Made a fortune out of names
Thought time would bury what you did
But time remembers where you hid
Pre-Chorus
No warning shot
No preacher called
First comes the silence—
Then come the hooves
Chorus
Karma rides a black horse
And she knows where you live
She don’t care what you called it
She remembers what you did
You can beg the Lord for mercy
You can swear your hands are clean
Karma rides a black horse—
And tonight she rides for you
Verse 2
I spent years outrunning shadows
Leaving smoke in every town
Every town became an alibi
Every lie became a crown
Now there’s black rain on my window
And slow hoofbeats at my door
Funny how a man finds Jesus
When he can’t run anymore
Pre-Chorus
No warning shot
No preacher called
First comes the silence—
Then come the hooves
Chorus
Karma rides a black horse
And she knows where I live
She don’t care what I called it
She remembers what I did
I can beg the Lord for mercy
I can swear my hands are clean
Karma rides a black horse—
And tonight she rides for me
Bridge
I locked the doors
I killed the light
But guilt can see
Just fine at night
She didn’t come to hear me pray
She came to carry me away
Karma rides a black horse
And she knows where I live
She don’t care what I called it—
She remembers what I did
No road runs far enough
No grave lies deep enough
Karma rides a black horse—
And tonight…
She rides for me
Outro
I’ve been expecting you.
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Lyrics
Intro You can outrun the law. You can bury the truth. But karma rides a black horse— And she knows where you live.
Verse 1 You left him bleeding by the road Then wore your cleanest Sunday clothes Bought the sheriff, paid the judge Called it justice, called it done Built your kingdom over graves Made a fortune out of names Thought time would bury what you did But time remembers where you hid
Pre-Chorus No warning shot No preacher called First comes the silence— Then come the hooves
Chorus Karma rides a black horse And she knows where you live She don’t care what you called it She remembers what you did You can beg the Lord for mercy You can swear your hands are clean Karma rides a black horse— And tonight she rides for you
Verse 2 I spent years outrunning shadows Leaving smoke in every town Every town became an alibi Every lie became a crown Now there’s black rain on my window And slow hoofbeats at my door Funny how a man finds Jesus When he can’t run anymore
Pre-Chorus No warning shot No preacher called First comes the silence— Then come the hooves
Chorus Karma rides a black horse And she knows where I live She don’t care what I called it She remembers what I did I can beg the Lord for mercy I can swear my hands are clean Karma rides a black horse— And tonight she rides for me
Bridge I locked the doors I killed the light But guilt can see Just fine at night She didn’t come to hear me pray She came to carry me away Karma rides a black horse And she knows where I live She don’t care what I called it— She remembers what I did No road runs far enough No grave lies deep enough Karma rides a black horse— And tonight… She rides for me
Outro I’ve been expecting you.
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