If karma's really real
How am I still here?
Just seems so unfair
I could be wrong
If there's a point to being good
Then where's my reward?
The good die young and poor
I gave it all I could
Stuck in this terradome
All I see is terrible
Making us hysterical
There's got to be more , got to be more
Sick of this head of mine
Intrusive thoughts , they paralyze
Nirvana's not as advertised
There's got to be more , been here before
Life's better on Saturn
Got to break this pattern
Of floating away
Find something worth saving
It's all for the taking
I always say
I'll be better on Saturn
None of this matters
Dreaming of Saturn
SZA