[{"id":3193403,"name":"Daydreams","trackName":"Daydreams","artistName":"Quadeca","albumName":"Work in Progress","duration":223.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Sometimes I don't know what to...\n\nSometimes I don't know what to think.\nSometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\nSometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\nMake it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams\n\nWake up pondering, damn my mind is wandering.\nAll these opportunities left squandered in my oxygen.\nAll accomplishments left haunted in my lack of confidence.\nIt often is the result of falling under consciousness.\n\nYou'd make babies cry.\nI make crazy lives.\nYou're just angry cause you're livin' in a fading lie.\n\nAnd I've been feeling this energy, feeling that somebody's getting the penalty, fearing that one day you'll end up ahead of me,\nFeeling that this is the end of me.\n\nWill I tell you? No, never. I think I'm so clever,\nBut in the grand scheme of things I know that I'm no better\nBut I don't ever, want to go to show just one more letter.\nI'm a go getter. I go get grades and get A's, and get laid.\nThen wake up\nAnd get C's. But get paid.\n\nUhh\n\nMy life is so unusual,\nTo most it isn't suitable,\nTo me it's irrefutable,\nCan't see me in a cubical,\nI'd rather watch my funeral,\nI'd rather go back to stab my own brains out back in utero.\n\nDamn\n\nBut you know that I'm capable.\nYou know I'ma pounce at any chance that is available.\nFeeling so unique that I think it is not explainable.\nNo one hears my lyrics and says \"OMG RELATABLE\".\n\nNo\n\nThat's not what I'm here to give.\nBeen waiting years for this.\nYou're about to experience\n\nSomething that I've spent time, money, and thought on.\nLearned about all the times money had thought wrong.\nKinda funny it's long gone.\nBut time is crummy and not long.\nI ain't lucky, I'm not calm, not by a long-shot.\n\nI'm freaking out on the inside.\nYou see me on the outside.\nAlways think I'm positive and never see the downsides\n\nIt's bout time you know the truth. You couldn't be further from it.\nGet your head out your own ass. You couldn't be further up it.\n\nSometimes I don't know what to think.\nSometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\nSometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\nMake it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n\nSometimes I don't know what to think.\nSometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\nSometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\nMake it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n\nI feel like I'm way too different, ridiculous\nAnd most of humanity's made of idiots.\nI barely even get myself, and you thinking you understand?\nYou think hiding behind a screen gives you the upper hand?\n\nPlease\n\nWhat I do is barely poetry.\nThere's hope for me, I'm noticing people starting to notice me.\n\nBut still consider me confident.\nStill consider me ready and giving out all my flawlessness.\nBut honestly all of this, is haunting me, probably\nIt is just my sense of myself wobbling toppling into\nAwfully small pieces. normally all bleeding.\nIt's tragic and not fleeting, it follows me all evening.\n\nIt's calling my name constantly. Makes it so hard to stay awake.\nI close my eyes and let it go and it all fades away.\nWe're tryna find that great escape.\nTo get away from how we're living life day to day.\n\nSome people find it in a drink or in a cup\nOr in some bling or in a drug,\nOr in the things that give us love.\n\nBut all I know is that it's tough.\nAnd all I know is that this stuff.\nIsn't enough; it's way too much.\n\nSometimes I don't know what to think.\nSometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\nSometimes I don't know what'll make it ok\nMake it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Daydreams\n  artist: Quadeca\n  album: Work in Progress\n  duration_ms: 223000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Sometimes I don't know what to...\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what to think.\n  Sometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\n  Make it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams\n\n  Wake up pondering, damn my mind is wandering.\n  All these opportunities left squandered in my oxygen.\n  All accomplishments left haunted in my lack of confidence.\n  It often is the result of falling under consciousness.\n\n  You'd make babies cry.\n  I make crazy lives.\n  You're just angry cause you're livin' in a fading lie.\n\n  And I've been feeling this energy, feeling that somebody's getting the penalty, fearing that one day you'll end up ahead of me,\n  Feeling that this is the end of me.\n\n  Will I tell you? No, never. I think I'm so clever,\n  But in the grand scheme of things I know that I'm no better\n  But I don't ever, want to go to show just one more letter.\n  I'm a go getter. I go get grades and get A's, and get laid.\n  Then wake up\n  And get C's. But get paid.\n\n  Uhh\n\n  My life is so unusual,\n  To most it isn't suitable,\n  To me it's irrefutable,\n  Can't see me in a cubical,\n  I'd rather watch my funeral,\n  I'd rather go back to stab my own brains out back in utero.\n\n  Damn\n\n  But you know that I'm capable.\n  You know I'ma pounce at any chance that is available.\n  Feeling so unique that I think it is not explainable.\n  No one hears my lyrics and says \"OMG RELATABLE\".\n\n  No\n\n  That's not what I'm here to give.\n  Been waiting years for this.\n  You're about to experience\n\n  Something that I've spent time, money, and thought on.\n  Learned about all the times money had thought wrong.\n  Kinda funny it's long gone.\n  But time is crummy and not long.\n  I ain't lucky, I'm not calm, not by a long-shot.\n\n  I'm freaking out on the inside.\n  You see me on the outside.\n  Always think I'm positive and never see the downsides\n\n  It's bout time you know the truth. You couldn't be further from it.\n  Get your head out your own ass. You couldn't be further up it.\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what to think.\n  Sometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\n  Make it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what to think.\n  Sometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\n  Make it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n\n  I feel like I'm way too different, ridiculous\n  And most of humanity's made of idiots.\n  I barely even get myself, and you thinking you understand?\n  You think hiding behind a screen gives you the upper hand?\n\n  Please\n\n  What I do is barely poetry.\n  There's hope for me, I'm noticing people starting to notice me.\n\n  But still consider me confident.\n  Still consider me ready and giving out all my flawlessness.\n  But honestly all of this, is haunting me, probably\n  It is just my sense of myself wobbling toppling into\n  Awfully small pieces. normally all bleeding.\n  It's tragic and not fleeting, it follows me all evening.\n\n  It's calling my name constantly. Makes it so hard to stay awake.\n  I close my eyes and let it go and it all fades away.\n  We're tryna find that great escape.\n  To get away from how we're living life day to day.\n\n  Some people find it in a drink or in a cup\n  Or in some bling or in a drug,\n  Or in the things that give us love.\n\n  But all I know is that it's tough.\n  And all I know is that this stuff.\n  Isn't enough; it's way too much.\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what to think.\n  Sometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what'll make it ok\n  Make it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n"},{"id":34468823,"name":"Daydreams","trackName":"Daydreams","artistName":"Quadeca Archive","albumName":"Work In Progress","duration":223.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Sometimes I don't know what to...\n\nSometimes I don't know what to think.\nSometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\nSometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\nmake it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams\n\nWake up pondering, damn my mind is wandering.\nall these opportunities left squandered in my oxygen.\nall accomplishments left haunted in my lack of confidence.\nIt often is the result of falling under consciousness.\n\nYou'd make babies cry.\nI make crazy lives.\nYou're just angry cause you're livin' in a fading lie.\n\nand I've been feeling this energy, feeling that somebody's getting the penalty, fearing that one day you'll end up ahead of me,\nfeeling that this is the end of me.\n\nWill I tell you? No, never. I think I'm so clever,\nbut in the grand scheme of things I know that I'm no better\nbut I don't ever, want to go to show just one more letter.\nI'm a go getter. I go get grades and get A's, and get laid.\nThen wake up\nand get C's. But get paid.\n\nUhh\n\nMy life is so unusual,\nTo most it isn't suitable,\nto me it's irrefutable,\ncan't see me in a cubical,\nI'd rather watch my funeral,\nI'd rather go back to stab my own brains out back in utero.\n\nDamn\n\nBut you know that I'm capable.\nyou know I'ma pounce at any chance that is available.\nfeeling so unique that I think it is not explainable.\nno one hears my lyrics and says \"OMG RELATABLE\".\n\nNo\n\nThat's not what I'm here to give.\nBeen waiting years for this.\nyou're about to experience\n\nSomething that I've spent time, money, and thought on.\nlearned about all the times money had thought wrong.\nkinda funny it's long gone.\nBut time is crummy and not long.\nI ain't lucky, I'm not calm, not by a long-shot.\n\nI'm freaking out on the inside.\nYou see me on the outside.\nAlways think I'm positive and never see the downsides\n\nIt's bout time you know the truth. You couldn't be further from it.\nGet your head out your own ass. You couldn't be further up it.\n\nsometimes I don't know what to think.\nsometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\nsometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\nmake it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n\nsometimes I don't know what to think.\nsometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\nsometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\nmake it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n\nI feel like I'm way too different, ridiculous\nand most of humanity's made of idiots.\nI barely even get myself, and you thinking you understand?\nYou think hiding behind a screen gives you the upper hand?\n\nPlease\n\nWhat I do is barely poetry.\nThere's hope for me, I'm noticing people starting to notice me.\n\nBut still consider me confident.\nstill consider me ready and giving out all my flawlessness.\nbut honestly all of this, is haunting me, probably\nit is just my sense of myself wobbling toppling into\nawfully small pieces. normally all bleeding.\nit's tragic and not fleeting, it follows me all evening.\n\nIt's calling my name constantly. Makes it so hard to stay awake.\nI close my eyes and let it go and it all fades away.\nWe're tryna find that great escape.\nto get away from how we're living life day to day.\n\nSome people find it in a drink or in a cup\nor in some bling or in a drug,\nor in the things that give us love.\n\nBut all I know is that it's tough.\nand all I know is that this stuff.\nisn't enough; it's way too much.\n\nsometimes I don't know what to think.\nsometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\nsometimes I don't know what'll make it ok\nmake it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Daydreams\n  artist: Quadeca Archive\n  album: Work In Progress\n  duration_ms: 223000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Sometimes I don't know what to...\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what to think.\n  Sometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\n  Sometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\n  make it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams\n\n  Wake up pondering, damn my mind is wandering.\n  all these opportunities left squandered in my oxygen.\n  all accomplishments left haunted in my lack of confidence.\n  It often is the result of falling under consciousness.\n\n  You'd make babies cry.\n  I make crazy lives.\n  You're just angry cause you're livin' in a fading lie.\n\n  and I've been feeling this energy, feeling that somebody's getting the penalty, fearing that one day you'll end up ahead of me,\n  feeling that this is the end of me.\n\n  Will I tell you? No, never. I think I'm so clever,\n  but in the grand scheme of things I know that I'm no better\n  but I don't ever, want to go to show just one more letter.\n  I'm a go getter. I go get grades and get A's, and get laid.\n  Then wake up\n  and get C's. But get paid.\n\n  Uhh\n\n  My life is so unusual,\n  To most it isn't suitable,\n  to me it's irrefutable,\n  can't see me in a cubical,\n  I'd rather watch my funeral,\n  I'd rather go back to stab my own brains out back in utero.\n\n  Damn\n\n  But you know that I'm capable.\n  you know I'ma pounce at any chance that is available.\n  feeling so unique that I think it is not explainable.\n  no one hears my lyrics and says \"OMG RELATABLE\".\n\n  No\n\n  That's not what I'm here to give.\n  Been waiting years for this.\n  you're about to experience\n\n  Something that I've spent time, money, and thought on.\n  learned about all the times money had thought wrong.\n  kinda funny it's long gone.\n  But time is crummy and not long.\n  I ain't lucky, I'm not calm, not by a long-shot.\n\n  I'm freaking out on the inside.\n  You see me on the outside.\n  Always think I'm positive and never see the downsides\n\n  It's bout time you know the truth. You couldn't be further from it.\n  Get your head out your own ass. You couldn't be further up it.\n\n  sometimes I don't know what to think.\n  sometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\n  sometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\n  make it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n\n  sometimes I don't know what to think.\n  sometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\n  sometimes I don't know what'll make it ok,\n  make it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n\n  I feel like I'm way too different, ridiculous\n  and most of humanity's made of idiots.\n  I barely even get myself, and you thinking you understand?\n  You think hiding behind a screen gives you the upper hand?\n\n  Please\n\n  What I do is barely poetry.\n  There's hope for me, I'm noticing people starting to notice me.\n\n  But still consider me confident.\n  still consider me ready and giving out all my flawlessness.\n  but honestly all of this, is haunting me, probably\n  it is just my sense of myself wobbling toppling into\n  awfully small pieces. normally all bleeding.\n  it's tragic and not fleeting, it follows me all evening.\n\n  It's calling my name constantly. Makes it so hard to stay awake.\n  I close my eyes and let it go and it all fades away.\n  We're tryna find that great escape.\n  to get away from how we're living life day to day.\n\n  Some people find it in a drink or in a cup\n  or in some bling or in a drug,\n  or in the things that give us love.\n\n  But all I know is that it's tough.\n  and all I know is that this stuff.\n  isn't enough; it's way too much.\n\n  sometimes I don't know what to think.\n  sometimes I don't know what to sing.\n\n  sometimes I don't know what'll make it ok\n  make it ok. I'm snoring all day. for dreams.\n"},{"id":3193404,"name":"Daydreams, Pt. 2","trackName":"Daydreams, Pt. 2","artistName":"Quadeca","albumName":"Nostalgia for the Now","duration":170.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Sometimes, I don't know what to-\nSometimes, I don't know what to sing\nSometimes, I don't know what to think\nSometimes, I don't know what'll\nMake it okay, make it okay\nI'm snorin' all day for dreams\n\nUh, wake up pondering, damn, my mind is wandering\nAll these opportunities left squandered in my oxygen\nAll accomplishments left haunted in my lack of confidence\nOften is the result of falling under consciousness\nYou'd make babies cry, I make crazy lives\nYou're just angry, 'cause you're livin' in a fading lie\nAnd I've been feeling this energy,\nFeeling that somebody's getting the penalty\n\nFearing that one day you'll end up ahead\nOf me, feeling that this is the end of me, no\nWill I tell you? No, never\nI think I'm so clever, but in the grand scheme of things\nI know that I'm no better, but I don't ever\nWant to go to show, just one mo' letter\nI'm a- go-getter, I go get grades and get A's\nAnd get laid, then wake up, and get C's, but get paid\nUh... my life is so unusual\nTo most, it isn't suitable, to me, it's irrefutable\nCan't see me in a cubicle, I'd rather watch my funeral\n\nI'd rather go back to stab my own brains out back in utero\nDamn... but you know that I'm capable\nYou know I'ma pounce at any chance that is available\nFeeling so unique, and I think it's not explainable\nNo one hears my lyrics, and says, \"OMG, relatable!\"\nNo, that's not what I'm here to give\nBeen waiting- years for this, you're about to experience\nSomething that I've spent time, money, and thought on\nLearned about all the times money had thought wrong\nKinda funny it's long gone, but time is crummy and not long\nI ain't lucky, I'm not calm, not by a long-shot\nI'm freaking out on the inside, you see me on the outside\nAlways think I'm positive, and never see the downsides\nIt's 'bout time you know the truth, you couldn't be further from it\n\nGet your head out your own ass, you couldn't be further up it\n\nSometimes, I don't know what to-\nSometimes, I don't know what to think\nSometimes, I don't know what to sing\nSometimes, I don't know what'll\nMake it okay, make it okay\nI'm snorin' all day for dreams\nSometimes, I don't know what to sing\nSometimes, I don't know what to think\nSometimes, I don't know what'll\nMake it okay, make it okay\nI'm snorin' all day for dreams\n\nI feel like I'm way too different, ridiculous\nAnd most of humanity's made of idiots\nI barely even get myself, and you thinkin' you understand?\nYou think hiding behind a screen gives you the upper hand?\nPlease, what I do is barely poetry\nThere's hope for me, I'm noticing people starting to notice me\nUh, but still consider me confident\nStill consider me ready and giving out all my flawlessness\nBut honestly, all of this, is haunting me, probably\n\nIt is just my sense of myself wobbling, toppling into\nAwfully small pieces, normally all bleedin'\nIt's tragic and not fleetin', it follows me all evening\nIt's calling my name constantly, makes it so hard to stay awake\nI close my eyes and let it go, and it all fades away\nYeah, we're just tryna find a great escape\nTo get away from how we're living life day-to-day\nSome people find it in a drink, or in a cup\nOr in some bling, or in a drug, or in the things that give us love\nBut all I know is that it's tough\nAnd all I know is that this stuff isn't enough; it's way too much\n\nSometimes, I don't know what to-\nSometimes, I don't know what to sing\nSometimes, I don't know what to think\nSometimes, I don't know what'll\nMake it okay, make it okay\nI'm snorin' all day for dreams\nSometimes, I don't know what to sing\nSometimes, I don't know what to think\nSometimes, I don't know what'll\nMake it okay, make it okay\nI'm snorin' all day for dreams","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Daydreams, Pt. 2\n  artist: Quadeca\n  album: Nostalgia for the Now\n  duration_ms: 170000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to-\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to sing\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to think\n  Sometimes, I don't know what'll\n  Make it okay, make it okay\n  I'm snorin' all day for dreams\n\n  Uh, wake up pondering, damn, my mind is wandering\n  All these opportunities left squandered in my oxygen\n  All accomplishments left haunted in my lack of confidence\n  Often is the result of falling under consciousness\n  You'd make babies cry, I make crazy lives\n  You're just angry, 'cause you're livin' in a fading lie\n  And I've been feeling this energy,\n  Feeling that somebody's getting the penalty\n\n  Fearing that one day you'll end up ahead\n  Of me, feeling that this is the end of me, no\n  Will I tell you? No, never\n  I think I'm so clever, but in the grand scheme of things\n  I know that I'm no better, but I don't ever\n  Want to go to show, just one mo' letter\n  I'm a- go-getter, I go get grades and get A's\n  And get laid, then wake up, and get C's, but get paid\n  Uh... my life is so unusual\n  To most, it isn't suitable, to me, it's irrefutable\n  Can't see me in a cubicle, I'd rather watch my funeral\n\n  I'd rather go back to stab my own brains out back in utero\n  Damn... but you know that I'm capable\n  You know I'ma pounce at any chance that is available\n  Feeling so unique, and I think it's not explainable\n  No one hears my lyrics, and says, \"OMG, relatable!\"\n  No, that's not what I'm here to give\n  Been waiting- years for this, you're about to experience\n  Something that I've spent time, money, and thought on\n  Learned about all the times money had thought wrong\n  Kinda funny it's long gone, but time is crummy and not long\n  I ain't lucky, I'm not calm, not by a long-shot\n  I'm freaking out on the inside, you see me on the outside\n  Always think I'm positive, and never see the downsides\n  It's 'bout time you know the truth, you couldn't be further from it\n\n  Get your head out your own ass, you couldn't be further up it\n\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to-\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to think\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to sing\n  Sometimes, I don't know what'll\n  Make it okay, make it okay\n  I'm snorin' all day for dreams\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to sing\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to think\n  Sometimes, I don't know what'll\n  Make it okay, make it okay\n  I'm snorin' all day for dreams\n\n  I feel like I'm way too different, ridiculous\n  And most of humanity's made of idiots\n  I barely even get myself, and you thinkin' you understand?\n  You think hiding behind a screen gives you the upper hand?\n  Please, what I do is barely poetry\n  There's hope for me, I'm noticing people starting to notice me\n  Uh, but still consider me confident\n  Still consider me ready and giving out all my flawlessness\n  But honestly, all of this, is haunting me, probably\n\n  It is just my sense of myself wobbling, toppling into\n  Awfully small pieces, normally all bleedin'\n  It's tragic and not fleetin', it follows me all evening\n  It's calling my name constantly, makes it so hard to stay awake\n  I close my eyes and let it go, and it all fades away\n  Yeah, we're just tryna find a great escape\n  To get away from how we're living life day-to-day\n  Some people find it in a drink, or in a cup\n  Or in some bling, or in a drug, or in the things that give us love\n  But all I know is that it's tough\n  And all I know is that this stuff isn't enough; it's way too much\n\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to-\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to sing\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to think\n  Sometimes, I don't know what'll\n  Make it okay, make it okay\n  I'm snorin' all day for dreams\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to sing\n  Sometimes, I don't know what to think\n  Sometimes, I don't know what'll\n  Make it okay, make it okay\n  I'm snorin' all day for dreams\n"}]