[{"id":25681027,"name":"No Friend - Paramore","trackName":"No Friend - Paramore","artistName":"Paramore","albumName":"After Laughter","duration":203.859592,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Found these old letters from years ago\nFelt it was fitting to continue that correspondence\nCan't help I'm sentimental\nThanks for talking with me today, I hope this is helpful for you\nI also hope that Birdie is happy and healthy\nAnd staying out of trouble to a reasonable extent\nWhat I wrote was sort of my way of\nFinally being able to address how it feels to have\n\nAnother brick-red room, another black-top town\nAnother misspelled band burning their own houses down\nAnother pine-box tune to fill the cemetery day\nAnother star, a touch of orange over purgatory grey\n\nAnother thorny field to scatter fruitless seed\nAnother song that runs too long, God knows no one needs\nMore misguided ghosts, more transparent hands\nTo drop a nickel in our basket and we'll do our Riot! dance\n\nBeneath another burning sky, behind our painted lips\nIn scores of catatonic smile-covered ankle-bitten ships\nSo throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea\nAs protection from the paper-thin perfection you project on me\n\nWhen this repetition ends behind the window shades\nA semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made\nThat most unrestful bed, that most original of sins\nAnd you'll say that's what I get when I let ambitions win again\n\nI'd hate to let you down so I'll let the waters rise\nAnd drown my dull reflection in the naive expectation in your eyes\nBack in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free\nI few a picture and nowhere God they knew me\n\nSo before the regiment resumes, before the dreaded sun appears\nMy driver's waiting, so let's make one point crystal clear\nYou see a flood-lit form, I see a shirt design\nI'm no savior of yours, you're no friend of mine\n\nYou're no friend of mine\nYou're no friend of mine\nI'm no savior of yours, you're not friend of mine\nYou see a flood-lit form, I see a shirt design\nI'm no savior of yours, you're no friend of mine\n\nI see myself in the reflection of people's eyes\nRealising that what they see may not even be close to the image I see in myself\nAnd I think I might actually be more afraid\nTo let my own self down than anything else\nI feel like the man in the story\nWho saw a bear floating in the river and thought it was a fur coat\n12 years ago, I stood on the shore\nJumped in and grabbed the coat\nAnd the river is rushing toward a waterfall\nAnd my friend stood at the shore and shouted to let go of the coat\nAnd swim back to land\nI let go of the coat but the coat won't let go of me\nIn any case please let know if there's more I can give you\nIf nothing comes of it, then just know we are grateful","syncedLyrics":"[00:15.43] Found these old letters from years ago\n[00:18.32] Felt it was fitting to continue that correspondence\n[00:22.77] Can't help I'm sentimental\n[00:24.77] Thanks for talking with me today, I hope this is helpful for you\n[00:28.95] I also hope that Birdie is happy and healthy\n[00:32.27] And staying out of trouble to a reasonable extent\n[00:35.62] What I wrote was sort of my way of\n[00:37.46] Finally being able to address how it feels to have\n[00:40.18] Another brick-red room, another black-top town\n[00:44.16] Another misspelled band burning their own houses down\n[00:47.95] Another pine-box tune to fill the cemetery day\n[00:51.83] Another star, a touch of orange over purgatory grey\n[00:55.94] Another thorny field to scatter fruitless seed\n[00:59.80] Another song that runs too long, God knows no one needs\n[01:03.98] More misguided ghosts, more transparent hands\n[01:07.94] To drop a nickel in our basket and we'll do our Riot! 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