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Be gone with the future, be gone with the past
Karma keeps me going, and that’s how it’ll last.
What goes around comes around,
That’s what keeps me safe and sound.
For people who backstab
will meet with their own mishap
No deed goes unpaid for, karma refuels its own run,
If you didn’t do it,
you may jolly well walk boldly under the sun.
Bold as you may, brave as you might,
but a guilty heart never risks a lightning strike.
Hear the words out of your own mouth.
Before you know it,
they’re flying back from the South.
Words said’ll come back, alright.
They’ll come right back, sharp,
hitting you at the side.
My poem's about getting your deserts. What goes around comes around. But I don't think its good enough.
[Hear the words out of your own mouth.
Before you know it,
they’re flying back from the South.]
The phrase sounds weird, right? Are there any words to replace South?
Karma keeps me going, and that’s how it’ll last.
What goes around comes around,
That’s what keeps me safe and sound.
For people who backstab
will meet with their own mishap
No deed goes unpaid for, karma refuels its own run,
If you didn’t do it,
you may jolly well walk boldly under the sun.
Bold as you may, brave as you might,
but a guilty heart never risks a lightning strike.
Hear the words out of your own mouth.
Before you know it,
they’re flying back from the South.
Words said’ll come back, alright.
They’ll come right back, sharp,
hitting you at the side.
My poem's about getting your deserts. What goes around comes around. But I don't think its good enough.
[Hear the words out of your own mouth.
Before you know it,
they’re flying back from the South.]
The phrase sounds weird, right? Are there any words to replace South?