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CIRCLE

M.I.A.
2026-04-172:26 minParoles synchronisées

« CIRCLE » est une chanson de M.I.A., 2026, Pop. La chanson dure 2:26, 54 lines / 271 words.

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0:05Every year has a month
0:07Every month has a week
0:09Every week has a day
0:12Every day has an hour
0:14Every hour has a minute
0:17Every minute has a second
0:20Time starts now
0:24My god when
0:26When you pulling in again?
0:28I'ma ride for ya
0:30'Cause lust jealousy and envy
0:33Is a vibes killer
0:35Now wrath and anger turns me
0:38Into a guerilla
0:41Now lead me Lord
0:43Like a battle axe
0:44In the hands of the strongest warrior
0:48Deploy your angels now hurry up
0:53Too global to be local
0:55Too real to be loco
0:57I'm letting go letting God
0:59Lead me to your circle
1:02Words are your logo
1:04Then this world need to hear more
1:07If love is your cure
1:09Then this world needs to feel more
1:12I'm not a victim
1:13But I coulda been
1:16Not beat by the system
1:18'Cause they couldn't win
1:22Right now I'm water
1:24Turning into steam I'm
1:26Catching on glass and turning pristine
1:31Like on a roof of Sistine I'm
1:36Superior to demons and inferior to God
1:41Now lead me Lord
1:43Too global to be local
1:45Too real to be loco
1:48I'm letting go letting God
1:50Lead me to your circle
1:52Words are your logo
1:54Then this world needs to hear more
1:57If love is your cure
1:59Then this world needs to feel more
2:02Spawn of the fallen angels
2:04Satan can turn a table
2:07Make you feel shameful
2:08Make every day painful
2:12Jealousy Cain and Abel
2:14Your addictions are carnal
2:17Distractions in babble
2:19Distortions are normal
2:21Your body is external and your spirit is eternal
2:26Your soul is internal if your mind's confused keep a journal
Every year has a month
Every month has a week
Every week has a day
Every day has an hour
Every hour has a minute
Every minute has a second
Time starts now
My god when
When you pulling in again?
I'ma ride for ya
'Cause lust jealousy and envy
Is a vibes killer
Now wrath and anger turns me
Into a guerilla
Now lead me Lord
Like a battle axe
In the hands of the strongest warrior
Deploy your angels now hurry up
Too global to be local
Too real to be loco
I'm letting go letting God
Lead me to your circle
Words are your logo
Then this world need to hear more
If love is your cure
Then this world needs to feel more
I'm not a victim
But I coulda been
Not beat by the system
'Cause they couldn't win
Right now I'm water
Turning into steam I'm
Catching on glass and turning pristine
Like on a roof of Sistine I'm
Superior to demons and inferior to God
Now lead me Lord
Too global to be local
Too real to be loco
I'm letting go letting God
Lead me to your circle
Words are your logo
Then this world needs to hear more
If love is your cure
Then this world needs to feel more
Spawn of the fallen angels
Satan can turn a table
Make you feel shameful
Make every day painful
Jealousy Cain and Abel
Your addictions are carnal
Distractions in babble
Distortions are normal
Your body is external and your spirit is eternal
Your soul is internal if your mind's confused keep a journal

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