[{"id":32079226,"name":"Layers (Live Acoustic)","trackName":"Layers (Live Acoustic)","artistName":"Naïka","albumName":"Layers (Live Acoustic)","duration":29.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One, two\nOne, two, three, four, hmm\nYeah-yeah\nOh-na-na\nNo-no-no-no, woah\nChéri, allow me to lay the story\nKnees deep and I'm in it for the glory\nJust a girl tryin' to navigate the world\nBig dreams in our hands and a complex identity\nI hate the boxes, they suffocate me\nBig claustrophobia, it's not simple\nIt's never simple, ah\nLate bloomer, took some time to figure out\nWho I was, felt hollow in my skin\nWings clipped early, but I did arise\nCaterpillar, chrysalis, boss lady fly\nI roll up and rest my eyelids\nBeen around the world enough to say this\nEverybody's tryin' to find where they fit\nBut it all comes down to this\nI got layers, you got layers\nWe got layers\nI got layers, she got layers\nMany flavors, ah\nThere's not one right way to be\nMore than what the eye can see\nBaby, all these layers\nKeep me warm and make me me\nAnd when they tell me that I don't look like I'm Haitian\nI say, \"Nan gyet marain ou\"\nI finally found my peace, and I'm done getting sentimental\nToo this, too that, not enough this, prove that\nLord knows\nYou get used to switchin' codes\nOh, tell me where you're from\nUh-uh, where you're really, really from\nCitoyenne du monde, child of the world\nDans ce grand mélange, where do I belong?\nGot my roots from Haiti to Madagascar\nTCK raised in Africa\nFrench vanille avec la voix de miel\nFind me mixing my Ugali with pwason gwo sèl\nI tell 'em I got layers, you got layers\nWe got layers\nI got layers, she got layers\nMany flavors, ah\nThere's not one right way to be\nMore than what the eye can see\nBaby, all these layers\nKeep me warm and make me me\nEeh-ee\nEeh-ee, ah","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Layers (Live Acoustic)\n  artist: Naïka\n  album: Layers (Live Acoustic)\n  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that I don't look like I'm Haitian\n  I say, \"Nan gyet marain ou\"\n  I finally found my peace, and I'm done getting sentimental\n  Too this, too that, not enough this, prove that\n  Lord knows\n  You get used to switchin' codes\n  Oh, tell me where you're from\n  Uh-uh, where you're really, really from\n  Citoyenne du monde, child of the world\n  Dans ce grand mélange, where do I belong?\n  Got my roots from Haiti to Madagascar\n  TCK raised in Africa\n  French vanille avec la voix de miel\n  Find me mixing my Ugali with pwason gwo sèl\n  I tell 'em I got layers, you got layers\n  We got layers\n  I got layers, she got layers\n  Many flavors, ah\n  There's not one right way to be\n  More than what the eye can see\n  Baby, all these layers\n  Keep me warm and make me me\n  Eeh-ee\n  Eeh-ee, ah\n"},{"id":17403416,"name":"Layers (Live Acoustic)","trackName":"Layers (Live Acoustic)","artistName":"Naïka","albumName":"Layers (Live Acoustic)","duration":150.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One, two\nOne, two, three, four, hmm\nYeah-yeah\nOh-na-na\nNo-no-no-no, woah\nChéri, allow me to lay the story\nKnees deep and I'm in it for the glory\nJust a girl tryin' to navigate the world\nBig dreams in our hands and a complex identity\nI hate the boxes, they suffocate me\nBig claustrophobia, it's not simple\nIt's never simple, ah\nLate bloomer, took some time to figure out\nWho I was, felt hollow in my skin\nWings clipped early, but I did arise\nCaterpillar, chrysalis, boss lady fly\nI roll up and rest my eyelids\nBeen around the world enough to say this\nEverybody's tryin' to find where they fit\nBut it all comes down to this\nI got layers, you got layers\nWe got layers\nI got layers, she got layers\nMany flavors, ah\nThere's not one right way to be\nMore than what the eye can see\nBaby, all these layers\nKeep me warm and make me me\nAnd when they tell me that I don't look like I'm Haitian\nI 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Oh-na-na\n  No-no-no-no, woah\n  Chéri, allow me to lay the story\n  Knees deep and I'm in it for the glory\n  Just a girl tryin' to navigate the world\n  Big dreams in our hands and a complex identity\n  I hate the boxes, they suffocate me\n  Big claustrophobia, it's not simple\n  It's never simple, ah\n  Late bloomer, took some time to figure out\n  Who I was, felt hollow in my skin\n  Wings clipped early, but I did arise\n  Caterpillar, chrysalis, boss lady fly\n  I roll up and rest my eyelids\n  Been around the world enough to say this\n  Everybody's tryin' to find where they fit\n  But it all comes down to this\n  I got layers, you got layers\n  We got layers\n  I got layers, she got layers\n  Many flavors, ah\n  There's not one right way to be\n  More than what the eye can see\n  Baby, all these layers\n  Keep me warm and make me me\n  And when they tell me that I don't look like I'm Haitian\n  I say, \"Nan gyet marain ou\"\n  I finally found my peace, and I'm done getting 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switchin' codes\nOh, tell me where you're from\nUh-uh, where you're really, really from\nCitoyenne du monde, child of the world\nDans ce grand mélange, where do I belong?\nGot my roots from Haiti to Madagascar\nTCK raised in Africa\nFrench vanille avec la voix de miel\nFind me mixing my Ugali with pwason gwo sèl\nI tell 'em I got layers, you got layers\nWe got layers\nI got layers, she got layers\nMany flavors, ah\nThere's not one right way to be\nMore than what the eye can see\nBaby, all these layers\nKeep me warm and make me me\nEeh-ee\nEeh-ee, ah","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Layers (Live Acoustic)\n  artist: Naïka\n  album: Layers (Live Acoustic) - Single\n  duration_ms: 150000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  One, two\n  One, two, three, four, hmm\n  Yeah-yeah\n  Oh-na-na\n  No-no-no-no, woah\n  Chéri, allow me to lay the story\n  Knees deep and I'm in it for the glory\n  Just a girl tryin' to navigate the world\n  Big dreams in our hands and a complex identity\n  I hate the boxes, they suffocate me\n  Big claustrophobia, it's not simple\n  It's never simple, ah\n  Late bloomer, took some time to figure out\n  Who I was, felt hollow in my skin\n  Wings clipped early, but I did arise\n  Caterpillar, chrysalis, boss lady fly\n  I roll up and rest my eyelids\n  Been around the world enough to say this\n  Everybody's tryin' to find where they fit\n  But it all comes down to this\n  I got layers, you got layers\n  We got layers\n  I got layers, she got layers\n  Many flavors, ah\n  There's not one right way to be\n  More than what the eye can see\n  Baby, all these layers\n  Keep me warm and make me me\n  And when they tell me that I don't look like I'm Haitian\n  I say, \"Nan gyet marain ou\"\n  I finally found my peace, and I'm done getting sentimental\n  Too this, too that, not enough this, prove that\n  Lord knows\n  You get used to switchin' codes\n  Oh, tell me where you're from\n  Uh-uh, where you're really, really from\n  Citoyenne du monde, child of the world\n  Dans ce grand mélange, where do I belong?\n  Got my roots from Haiti to Madagascar\n  TCK raised in Africa\n  French vanille avec la voix de miel\n  Find me mixing my Ugali with pwason gwo sèl\n  I tell 'em I got layers, you got layers\n  We got layers\n  I got layers, she got layers\n  Many flavors, ah\n  There's not one right way to be\n  More than what the eye can see\n  Baby, all these layers\n  Keep me warm and make me me\n  Eeh-ee\n  Eeh-ee, ah\n"}]