Riz started writing his deeply personal songs at age 12, and later paid his way through college through touring. During his sophomore year, he had a major break when Mod Sun invited Riz to join him on a 35-date run also featuring blackbear. That tour hugely broadened Riz’s diehard following, many of whom have shown their love and gratitude via tattoos of Call Me Karizma’s logo and lyrics.
Dead Body
Call Me Karizma Lyrics
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Kick the fucking chair out from under me
Stab me in the back
But you're mad I got my blood on your new white tee
Woah, throw me in the cold
Toss me in the pit in with the wolves
Tear me to the bone, rip me out my skin
Always being told everything I did
Ain't enough
What the fuck is that shit? (What the fuck?)
Left me alone and starving
But now you wanna come and crash my party
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Your heart's as black as coffee
So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me?
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Drag me through the fire
Your favorite thing to do is to watch me scream
Baby, you're a liar
Tell me what I wanna hear to get me out my jeans
Woah, throw me in the cold
Toss me in the pit in with the wolves
Tear me to the bone, rip me out my skin
It's getting old
Always being told everything I did
Ain't enough
What the fuck is that shit? (What the fuck?)
Left me alone and starving
But now you wanna come and crash my party
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Your heart's as black as coffee
So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me?
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
We have so much history
I can't take it with me
I'd rather be six feet buried with my six-string
Left me alone and starving
But now you wanna come and crash my party
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Your heart's as black as coffee
So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me?
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
The song "Dead Body" by Call Me Karizma is a powerful and emotional expression of pain and frustration with people who have wronged and betrayed us. The lyrics describe the feeling of being betrayed by someone close, someone who should have had our backs but instead turned against us. The words "Noose around my neck, Kick the fucking chair out from under me, Stab me in the back" paint a picture of just how hurtful this betrayal can be. The singer is clearly in pain, but instead of giving up, they continue to fight back against those who have wronged them. The chorus "Left me alone and starving, but now you wanna come and crash my party, over my grave, over my grave, over my, over my grave, over my dead body" is a declaration of defiance and strength, refusing to let those who hurt them have the last laugh.
The second verse is just as powerful, with the singer describing how they've been dragged through the fire and how their "favorite thing to do is to watch me scream". The singer knows that they are being lied to, but they can't help themselves from falling for the lies again and again, getting hurt every time. The lyrics "We have so much history, I can't take it with me, I'd rather be six feet buried with my six-string" speak to the pain of having to carry around the weight of past betrayals, but also to the healing power of music and self-expression. The message of the song is clear: don't let others define you, don't let others hold you back, and don't let others drag you down.
Line by Line Meaning
Noose around my neck
Feeling trapped and constricted.
Kick the fucking chair out from under me
Being pushed to the edge and deserted by someone who was supposed to be a friend.
Stab me in the back
Betrayal by someone close to you.
But you're mad I got my blood on your new white tee
Chastised for something you couldn't control, when the person who is upset is the one who caused it all.
Woah, throw me in the cold
Abandonment and disregard for the artist's well-being.
Toss me in the pit in with the wolves
The feeling of being thrown to the wolves and being expected to fend for oneself.
Tear me to the bone, rip me out my skin
Being vulnerable to others and them taking advantage of you.
It's getting old
The artist is tired of being mistreated and taken for granted.
Always being told everything I did ain't enough
Never being appreciated for one's efforts and being made to feel inadequate.
What the fuck is that shit? (What the fuck?)
The artist is fed up with this mistreatment and wants to know what they did to deserve it.
Left me alone and starving
The artist was abandoned and left to fend for themselves.
But now you wanna come and crash my party
The person who had abandoned the artist now wants to come back into their life.
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
The artist feels that the person is only there for their own selfish reasons.
Your heart's as black as coffee
The person is dark and evil on the inside, with no regard for others' well-being.
So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me?
The artist is angry at the person for coming back into their life and judging them after abandoning them.
We have so much history
The two people have a long and storied past.
I can't take it with me
The artist doesn't want to carry the burden of their shared history anymore.
I'd rather be six feet buried with my six-string
The artist would rather be dead and buried with their guitar, which has always been a source of solace and comfort.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Morgan Francis Parriott
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Itsjojo3626
@@thejadedgeisha here’s my full theory: So here’s the thing. We have some sort of lover or partner stabbing you in the back. You have some sort of parental figures or guardians who strangle you while taking what looks to be a “family photo” and then we have a fan of yours who cuts your neck while taking selfie’s with you to later post somewhere like on Instagram or Facebook or Twitter or Snapchat (or all of them of course) then we have the pre-chorus that goes:
Woah
Throw me in the cold
Toss me in the pit
With the wolves
Tear me to the bone
Rip me out my skin
It's getting old
Always being told everything I did
Ain't enough
What the fuck is that shit?
Maybe all of this ties In together. Maybe you were made to grow up too fast so everything hit you all at once. Growing up, getting a following, gaining fans and doing tours and shows. However, with you uncovering yourself as the person behind the mask is a metaphor kind of like when we would watch Scooby doo and how the “monsters” weren’t actually monsters, they were people. So maybe you’re the monster behind the mask because everything that you do might not seem like enough for your fans. Maybe you feel like you’re not doing enough for yourself either or anybody around you like your relationships with your partners or your family or even us (the fans) I still think that the bowl is some sort of life span or maybe not even that but more like “how much more can you handle before you explode into flames” you set yourself on fire at the end. Setting yourself on fire from what I could see is that it’s a metaphor for setting yourself free from your regrets in the past. If you think about it, the guy who basically was dying over and over again maybe kept making the same mistakes and wouldn’t learn or fight against those mistakes and therefore just kept resonating in the past. The guy behind the mask sets the guy on fire and walks away, uncovering his face in confidence no longer regretting what has happened and will go on in life trying to reach more and more goals, not to make everybody that can kill him easily happy but making himself happy as well. There’s my full theory I’m sorry it’s all over the place.
@madmu_sician
LYRICS
Noose around my neck
Kick the fucking chair out from under me
Stab me in the back
But tonight I got my blood on your new white T
[?]
Rip me off my skin
Always being thought everything I did
Ain't enough
What the fuck is that shit?
(What the fuck?)
Left me alone and starving
But now you wanna come and crash my party
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Your heart's as black as coffee
So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Drag me through the fire
Your favorite thing to do is to watch me scream
Baby you're a liar
Tell me what I wanna hear to get me off my jeans
[?]
Rip me off my skin
Always being thought everything I did
Ain't enough
What the fuck is that shit?
(What the fuck?)
Left me alone and starving
But now you wanna come and crash my party
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Your heart's as black as coffee
So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
We have so much history
I can't take it with me
I'd rather be six feet buried with my six-string
Left me alone and starving
But now you wanna come and crash my party
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Your heart's as black as coffee
So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
@amaryllisnightingale6309
Woah, throw me in the cult
Toss me in the pit, with the wolves
Tear me to the bone
Rip me off my skin
Spitting up
Always being taught everything I did
Ain't enough
What the fuck is that shit?
(What the fuck?)
Here you go, I think that's the whole verse
@Alyssa-rz1hs
lyrics<3
Noose around my neck
Kick the fucking chair out from under me
Stab me in the back
But you're mad I got my blood on your new white tee
Woah, throw me in the cold
Toss me in the pit with the wolves
Tear me to the bone
Rip me out my skin
It's getting old
Always being told everything I did ain't enough
What the fuck is that shit?
What the fuck?
Left me alone and starving
But now you wanna come and crash my party
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Your heart's as black as coffee
So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Drag me through the fire
Your favorite thing to do is to watch me scream
Baby you're a liar
Tell me what I wanna hear to get me out my jeans
Woah, throw me in the cold
Toss me in the pit with the wolves
Tear me to the bone
Rip me out my skin
It's getting old
Always being told everything I did ain't enough
What the fuck is that shit?
What the fuck?
We have so much history
I can't take it with me
I'd rather be six feet buried with my six-string
Left me alone and starving
But now you wanna come and crash my party
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
Your heart's as black as coffee
So who the fuck are you to sit and judge me
Over my grave, over my grave, over my
Over my grave, over my dead body
@CallMeKarizma
You saw the easter egg? I might’ve given away my album name somewhere in the video.. Don’t spoil it if you found it 😈😈😈
@Kushmaster-lx2xu
MY BAD
@kadeelifeof9079
👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
@elinedefaux
This song is my new favorite love it
@eddie02j
❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
@JuggiBeanx
Agreed!
@trevorerickson2076
"Your heart is as black as coffee so who are you to judge me" cold fucking line I love it
@CallMeKarizma
i appreciate it
@jt7835
Savage as fuck right?
@MammaMeadow1111
Such a good line, like dmn.