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Jonathan Michael Fleming
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Lyrics
Kissed my son goodbye, I'm on a plane
The war is just beginning
My mother cried and called me by my name
"Please come back home to me"
They said to stay behind
But I hear a voice inside
And I've made my mind
What goes up
Must come down
Give Karma time, she comes around
Watch them burn
To the ground
Hidden under mortar rounds
And whether by my hand, or by the barrel of a gun
The grave is gonna gain
Another one
"You have a daughter on the way," she writes
In a tear-stained letter
"The news man said the death toll's getting high"
It's getting hard not to worry
It's eating at my mind,
But none of us are here alone
And we will make it home
What goes up
Must come down
Give Karma time, she comes around
Watch them burn
To the ground
Hidden under mortar rounds
And whether by my hand, or by the barrel of a gun
The grave is gonna gain
Another one
(Another one)
What goes up
Must come down
Give Karma time, she comes around
Watch them burn
To the ground
Hidden under mortar rounds
And whether by my hand, or by the barrel of a gun
The grave is gonna gain
The grave is gonna gain
The grave is gonna gain
Another one
Writer(s): Jonathan Fleming
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