[{"id":31319476,"name":"NEONI - Autopsy (Official Visualizer)","trackName":"NEONI - Autopsy (Official Visualizer)","artistName":"Neoni","albumName":"Autopsy","duration":175.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's insidious, the sickness of being content\nWith \"my life is just fine,\" baby, who are we kidding?\nWe're lying and biding our limited time\nAnd breathing to survive, just a slow way of dying\n\nIf I'm going down, it's a kamikaze\nDrink adrenaline like it's coffee\nSit and stay, nope you lost me\nNo tower, no golden locks, see\nComfort's kinda like epoxy\nYou can get stuck sleepwalking\nIf you play it safe and lose my plot, please\nRead it on my autopsy\n\nAutopsy, autopsy (ooh-whoah-oh, ooh-whoah-oh)\nAutopsy, autopsy (ooh-whoah-oh, ooh-whoah-oh)\nAutopsy, autopsy (ooh-whoah-oh, ooh-whoah-oh)\nAutopsy, autopsy (ooh-whoah-oh, ooh-whoah-oh)\nAutopsy, autopsy (ooh-whoah-oh, ooh-whoah-oh)\nAutopsy, autopsy (ooh-whoah-oh, ooh-whoah-oh)\nAutopsy, autopsy 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ah-ah-ah\nAh-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\nFollow, follow, follow, follow (Ooh)\nFollow, follow, follow, follow\nThe Yellow Brick Road\nFollow, follow, follow, follow (Follow, ooh)\nFollow, follow, follow, follow\nFollow the Yellow Brick Road\nOh, no, here she goes\nWe gotta fix it 'fore we lose control\nDon't wanna risk it when we're so close\nYou gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\nOh, no, here she goes\nWe gotta make sure you always know that\nNo matter where you go\nYou gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\nAh-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\nAh-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\nFollow, follow, follow, follow (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)\nFollow, follow, follow, follow (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)\nThe Yellow Brick Road","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.52]IV streams of dopamine\n[00:13.07]You got all your options on a screen\n[00:15.79]You got things you never knew you'd need\n[00:19.34](Oh-oh, oh-oh)\n[00:21.78]Who needs all your hopes and dreams\n[00:24.03]When you can watch your life from the mezzanine?\n[00:26.83]The stage ain't what they said it'd 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147170\n- text: Follow, follow, follow, follow\n  start_ms: 147170\n  end_ms: 151110\n- text: The Yellow Brick Road\n  start_ms: 151110\n  end_ms: 152680\n- text: Follow, follow, follow, follow (Follow, ooh)\n  start_ms: 152680\n  end_ms: 158070\n- text: Follow, follow, follow, follow\n  start_ms: 158070\n  end_ms: 160870\n- text: Follow the Yellow Brick Road\n  start_ms: 160870\n  end_ms: 163880\n- text: Oh, no, here she goes\n  start_ms: 163880\n  end_ms: 165870\n- text: We gotta fix it 'fore we lose control\n  start_ms: 165870\n  end_ms: 168470\n- text: Don't wanna risk it when we're so close\n  start_ms: 168470\n  end_ms: 171190\n- text: You gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\n  start_ms: 171190\n  end_ms: 174440\n- text: Oh, no, here she goes\n  start_ms: 174440\n  end_ms: 176760\n- text: We gotta make sure you always know that\n  start_ms: 176760\n  end_ms: 179920\n- text: No matter where you go\n  start_ms: 179920\n  end_ms: 182230\n- text: You gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\n  start_ms: 182230\n  end_ms: 185330\n- text: Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\n  start_ms: 185330\n  end_ms: 190750\n- text: Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\n  start_ms: 190750\n  end_ms: 196250\n- text: Follow, follow, follow, follow (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)\n  start_ms: 196250\n  end_ms: 201690\n- text: Follow, follow, follow, follow (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)\n  start_ms: 201690\n  end_ms: 205680\n- text: The Yellow Brick Road\n  start_ms: 205680\nplain: |-\n  IV streams of dopamine\n  You got all your options on a screen\n  You got things you never knew you'd need\n  (Oh-oh, oh-oh)\n  Who needs all your hopes and dreams\n  When you can watch your life from the mezzanine?\n  The stage ain't what they said it'd be\n  (Oh-oh, oh-oh)\n  This ain't Kansas anymore\n  They lock the windows and the doors\n  I'm handcuffed to my seat\n  And I hear them whispering\n  \"Oh, no, here she goes\n  We gotta fix it 'fore we lose control\n  Don't wanna risk it when we're so close\n  You gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\n  Oh, no, here she goes\n  We gotta make sure you always know that\n  No matter where you go\n  You gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\"\n  Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\n  Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\n  Anger, sadness, apathy is part of regular programming\n  Yeah, it's just what \"being grown\" means\n  (Oh-oh, oh-oh)\n  Keep your hands, feet in the ride at all times\n  'Cause if you get out then you just might feel alive\n  And then we gotta wipe your pretty little mind\n  And the paperwork is one hell of a time\n  This ain't Kansas anymore\n  They lock the windows and the doors\n  I'm handcuffed to my seat\n  And I hear them whispering\n  \"Oh, no, here she goes\n  We gotta fix it 'fore we lose control\n  Don't wanna risk it when we're so close\n  You gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\n  Oh, no, here she goes\n  We gotta make sure you always know that\n  No matter where you go\n  You gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\"\n  Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\n  Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\n  Follow, follow, follow, follow (Ooh)\n  Follow, follow, follow, follow\n  The Yellow Brick Road\n  Follow, follow, follow, follow (Follow, ooh)\n  Follow, follow, follow, follow\n  Follow the Yellow Brick Road\n  Oh, no, here she goes\n  We gotta fix it 'fore we lose control\n  Don't wanna risk it when we're so close\n  You gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\n  Oh, no, here she goes\n  We gotta make sure you always know that\n  No matter where you go\n  You gotta follow the Yellow Brick Road\n  Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\n  Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah\n  Follow, follow, follow, follow (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)\n  Follow, follow, follow, follow (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)\n  The Yellow Brick Road\n"},{"id":31864655,"name":"Roses","trackName":"Roses","artistName":"Neoni","albumName":"Autopsy","duration":222.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Is this the part I say I'm sorry\nAnd I only make it worse\nHalf listening to your advice\nIt all felt too rehearsed\nYou say I'm dying\nBut I'm dying to try it first\nSay those ruby colored 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A void that I can fill with happy pills\n\n  Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha\n  Happy pills\n  Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha\n  Happy pills\n  Ha-ha, ah-ah-ah\n  Happy pills\n  Ha-ha, ah-ah-ah\n  Happy pills\n"},{"id":36072483,"name":"Blood Guts & Pixie Dust","trackName":"Blood Guts & Pixie Dust","artistName":"Neoni","albumName":"Autopsy","duration":206.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Once upon a time, on a dark, stormy night\nThere was a little girl busy daydreaming\nWith innocent eyes\nA heart so clean, it shined\nAnd you tore her to fucking pieces\nNow the church and the steeple\nAll the little people\nAre pointing and laughing\nAnd calling me evil, like I'm Frankenstein\nGrab your pitchforks and diesel\n'Cause with friends like these any weakness is lethal\nBlood, guts, and pixie dust\nYou're all that you need, and all you can trust\nBlood, guts, and pixie dust\nYou're all that you need, and all you can trust\nBlood, guts, and pixie dust\nBlood, guts, and pixie dust\nBlood, guts, and 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(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n[01:34.36]Au-to-psy, autopsy (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n[01:37.19]Au-to-psy, autopsy (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n[01:40.19]Au-to-psy, autopsy (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n[01:43.28]Au-to-psy, read it on my autopsy! (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n[01:45.91]I'm like a 110 on the freeway\n[01:49.03]Head out the window, I'm screaming\n[01:52.11]Caution to the wind, yeah, it's breezy\n[01:55.12]It will all be over before you can blink, babe\n[01:58.58]110 on the freeway\n[02:01.30]Head out the window, I'm screaming\n[02:04.45]Caution to the wind, yeah, it's breezy\n[02:07.35]It will all be over before you can blink, babe\n[02:10.85]Read it on my autopsy\n[02:13.96]Read it on my autopsy\n[02:16.48]Au-to-psy, autopsy (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n[02:19.72]Au-to-psy, autopsy (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n[02:22.72]Au-to-psy, autopsy (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n[02:25.74]Au-to-psy, read it on my autopsy! 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