[{"id":34988591,"name":"Friendly Hallucinations","trackName":"Friendly Hallucinations","artistName":"Mac Miller","albumName":"Friendly Hallucinations","duration":286.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Can you hear the whispers of an innocent, ignorant child? (Child)\nIn the ocean, get to swimmin' or drown (drown)\nHow long has it been since you smiled? (Smiled)\nGirl, I love the way your body fit inside that gown (that gown)\nHer Mama was a ladybug, her Papa was an atheist\nWorkin' on a novel set in Cold War Romania ('Mania)\nChasin' love, idolizin' Joan of Arcadia\nPray the landscapers don't wake her up (her up)\n\nI'm a slave to the bass line\nConversation topic got us tangled in the grapevine\nStill wide awake, I'm a stranger to the daytime\nVampire, higher than a hang glider\nLook around and all I see is gray skies (gray skies)\nThere's help inside that medicine cabinet\nCame in for the answers, but she left with a habit\nThere's no one on the other end of that telephone ('phone)\nLet's fall asleep to the metronome (the metronome), yeah\n\nShe's fallin' for her hallucinations (hallucinations)\nBut what's love without imagination? Yeah\nBaby, don't let them tell you what's real and what's not (and what's not)\nThere's a paradise waiting on the other side of the dock, whoa\nIt's only real if it's real to you (does it feel?)\nIt's only real if it's real to you\nIt's only real if it's real to you (said, what's it feel like? Yeah)\n\nTell me, is it real if you can't hold it in your arms, but it can touch you?\nFeel its texture pressin' up against your chest, you say, \"I love you\" (you don't hear it back)\nFallin' victim to a world that's filled with satire, Mark Twain admired\nOpen Tom Sawyer, read a passage to the cab driver\nShe only in the back seat of a taxi 'cause her car is in the shop with a flat tire\nMom say she believe her, but she always been a bad liar\nHad a plan to burn her past, but it backfired\nHold on and be strong, kneel before your king\n\nThe land you put your knees on, it won't be long 'til your path finds ya\nAnd if love is just a fantasy\nThen what's the problem if you fall in love with fantasy?\nThey assume she's confused with delusions she's creatin'\nIn the waitin' room for psychiatric evaluation\nShe doesn't have the patience to be treated like a patient\nIt'll be okay if she just swallow this pill\n\nShe's fallin' for her hallucinations\nWhat's love without imagination? Yeah\nBaby, don't let them tell you what's real and what's not\nThere's a paradise waiting on the other side of the dock, whoa\nIt's only real if it's real to you\nIt's only real if it's real to you\nIt's only real if it's real to you\n\nHavin' conversations with friendly hallucinations\nI'll be havin' conversations with friendly hallucinations\nThey don't need no explanation, there is beauty in creation, my Lord\nHavin' conversations with friendly hallucinations\nI'll be havin' conversations with friendly hallucinations\nThey don't need no explanation, there is beauty in creation, my Lord\nMy Lord\n\nShe's fallin' for her hallucinations\nWhat's love without imagination? Yeah\nBaby, don't let them tell you what's real and what's not\nThere's a paradise waiting on the other side of the dock, whoa\nIt's only real if it's real to you\nIt's only real if it's real to you\nIt's only real if it's real to you","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.19] Can you hear the whispers of an innocent, ignorant child? (Child)\n[00:06.80] In the ocean, get to swimmin' or drown (drown)\n[00:10.42] How long has it been since you smiled? (Smiled)\n[00:13.03] Girl, I love the way your body fit inside that gown (that gown)\n[00:15.72] Her Mama was a ladybug, her Papa was an atheist\n[00:18.70] Workin' on a novel set in Cold War Romania ('Mania)\n[00:21.59] Chasin' love, idolizin' Joan of Arcadia\n[00:24.57] Pray the landscapers don't wake her up (her up)\n[00:27.46] I'm a slave to the bass line\n[00:29.25] Conversation topic got us tangled in the grapevine\n[00:32.12] Still wide awake, I'm a stranger to the daytime\n[00:35.28] Vampire, higher than a hang glider\n[00:37.41] Look around and all I see is gray skies (gray skies)\n[00:40.23] There's help inside that medicine cabinet\n[00:42.44] Came in for the answers, but she left with a habit\n[00:45.64] There's no one on the other end of that telephone ('phone)\n[00:48.51] Let's fall asleep to the metronome (the metronome), yeah\n[00:51.36] She's fallin' for her hallucinations (hallucinations)\n[00:57.29] But what's love without imagination? Yeah\n[01:02.84] Baby, don't let them tell you what's real and what's not (and what's not)\n[01:08.66] There's a paradise waiting on the other side of the dock, whoa\n[01:14.95] It's only real if it's real to you (does it feel?)\n[01:18.40] It's only real if it's real to you\n[01:21.03] It's only real if it's real to you (said, what's it feel like? Yeah)\n[01:26.47] Tell me, is it real if you can't hold it in your arms, but it can touch you?\n[01:29.77] Feel its texture pressin' up against your chest, you say, \"I love you\" (you don't hear it back)\n[01:33.55] Fallin' victim to a world that's filled with satire, Mark Twain admired\n[01:37.77] Open Tom Sawyer, read a passage to the cab driver\n[01:40.51] She only in the back seat of a taxi 'cause her car is in the shop with a flat tire\n[01:45.18] Mom say she believe her, but she always been a bad liar\n[01:48.34] Had a plan to burn her past, but it backfired\n[01:51.11] Hold on and be strong, kneel before your king\n[01:53.77] The land you put your knees on, it won't be long 'til your path finds ya\n[01:58.15] And if love is just a fantasy\n[02:00.23] Then what's the problem if you fall in love with fantasy?\n[02:02.61] They assume she's confused with delusions she's creatin'\n[02:05.56] In the waitin' room for psychiatric evaluation\n[02:08.81] She doesn't have the patience to be treated like a patient\n[02:11.67] It'll be okay if she just swallow this pill\n[02:14.22] She's fallin' for her hallucinations\n[02:20.87] What's love without imagination? Yeah\n[02:26.58] Baby, don't let them tell you what's real and what's not\n[02:31.99] There's a paradise waiting on the other side of the dock, whoa\n[02:38.38] It's only real if it's real to you\n[02:41.61] It's only real if it's real to you\n[02:44.63] It's only real if it's real to you\n[02:50.51] Havin' conversations with friendly hallucinations\n[02:55.82] I'll be havin' conversations with friendly hallucinations\n[03:01.79] They don't need no explanation, there is beauty in creation, my Lord\n[03:14.21] Havin' conversations with friendly hallucinations\n[03:19.75] I'll be havin' conversations with friendly hallucinations\n[03:25.76] They don't need no explanation, there is beauty in creation, my Lord\n[03:34.46] My Lord\n[03:37.76] She's fallin' for her hallucinations\n[03:44.58] What's love without imagination? 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