Mao
๐ต 539 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:18 duration
๐ ID: 13905792
๐ Lyrics
I've been there before
Come around
I've been here before you came out of the morning light
In the making of my
Making of my mother's eye
Look it up
I was old enough to never ask why
While I owned up to my nostalgia for war
You stayed blind
Looking for more
Mao
Stationed in the corner right on
Making your own rules
Standing on the tall grass where projections lie
Sad how projections lie
The future belongs to crowds
And they belong to anger
And it turns into fever
And fever turns to dust
Mao
I've made a game of this
Here's yours
Come around
I've been here before you came out of the morning light
In the making of my
Making of my mother's eye
Look it up
I was old enough to never ask why
While I owned up to my nostalgia for war
You stayed blind
Looking for more
Mao
Stationed in the corner right on
Making your own rules
Standing on the tall grass where projections lie
Sad how projections lie
The future belongs to crowds
And they belong to anger
And it turns into fever
And fever turns to dust
Mao
I've made a game of this
Here's yours
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.18] I've been there before
[00:13.25] Come around
[00:15.73]
[00:18.75] I've been here before you came out of the morning light
[00:23.67] In the making of my
[00:25.72] Making of my mother's eye
[00:30.41] Look it up
[00:31.41] I was old enough to never ask why
[00:37.75] While I owned up to my nostalgia for war
[00:41.96] You stayed blind
[00:43.12] Looking for more
[00:45.75]
[00:49.32] Mao
[01:04.53] Stationed in the corner right on
[01:10.81] Making your own rules
[01:13.97] Standing on the tall grass where projections lie
[01:22.22] Sad how projections lie
[01:29.92]
[01:35.83] The future belongs to crowds
[01:40.13] And they belong to anger
[01:44.18] And it turns into fever
[01:48.35] And fever turns to dust
[01:51.76]
[02:32.89] Mao
[03:03.64] I've made a game of this
[03:05.59] Here's yours
[03:06.27]
[00:13.25] Come around
[00:15.73]
[00:18.75] I've been here before you came out of the morning light
[00:23.67] In the making of my
[00:25.72] Making of my mother's eye
[00:30.41] Look it up
[00:31.41] I was old enough to never ask why
[00:37.75] While I owned up to my nostalgia for war
[00:41.96] You stayed blind
[00:43.12] Looking for more
[00:45.75]
[00:49.32] Mao
[01:04.53] Stationed in the corner right on
[01:10.81] Making your own rules
[01:13.97] Standing on the tall grass where projections lie
[01:22.22] Sad how projections lie
[01:29.92]
[01:35.83] The future belongs to crowds
[01:40.13] And they belong to anger
[01:44.18] And it turns into fever
[01:48.35] And fever turns to dust
[01:51.76]
[02:32.89] Mao
[03:03.64] I've made a game of this
[03:05.59] Here's yours
[03:06.27]