[{"id":17708727,"name":"Exhale","trackName":"Exhale","artistName":"Spit Syndicate","albumName":"Exile","duration":326.146667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Verse 1\nI was exiled on main street,\nWhistling the same sweet blues,\nWondering if anyone else here,\nBut it was just me and my cigarette,\nWatching it pirouette, it's death dance with my healthcare\nThe very same scene begun,\nWith the front of the 7: 18, had me dreaming of elsewhere,\nWriting love letters to a far away home, eyes closed\nWith the felt air, getting myself square,\nThe train arrives, and I look up in the sky,\nAt a plane going by and picture myself there,\nI wonder if I've got it in me to run,\nWith no goodbyes on the tip of my tongue,\nJust a flight of deliverance,\nVisit the height of mankind's might,\nBut it still feels like we living' as visitors,\nImpolite and in spite of all that it's given us,\nFrom the high-rise in the skies to the littlest of villages,\nThe doors slide open, and the carriage is empty,\nBut for some strange reason it hasn't upset me,\nI haven't even noticed, no car motors,\nIs there no shift workers, is there no swing voters,\nMy ride crept by an empty intersection,\nAs if the whole city had slept in,\nHand on my heart, money on my mind,\nTrying to part ways with the devil before 9 o'clock strikes,\nA couple stops shy, I smiled at a satellite,\nIn this paradise of dice rolls and flashing lights,\nFeel the fangs of the modern day parasite,\nRob you of your appetite and slang it right back to you,\nEnd of the line, just in time,\nDesensitised minds, still looking for signs,\nAll things are wings my the escape plan,\nExhale and step into the wasteland.\n\nHook\nI can't breathe (dream) in this place that I call my home,\nNo I can't breathe,\nI can't see no end, there's no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free,\nAnd exhale in exile,\nGet away exhale in exile,\nGet away, exhale in exile,\nGet away, exhale in exile.\n\nVerse 2 – Jimmy\nWalked out of the saloon at high noon, the moon shined luminous,\n2 of us took a fifty and blew it in the sky like, ahh,\nThe sweet scent of the other side of the fence, despite my attempts to catch it, it flew by,\nIn a wave of where you been's, get ready for work's,\nWe don't talk anymore, what happened to you and I's man,\nWhatever happened to the times when the only thing hanging above my head was blue sky,\nScene 1, see me and my counterparts are bottle passing, half an hour or something' out of my city when,\nUh hmm, ticket men are issuing a fine to the 5 of us like 'pleasure to meet you', scene 2,\nNick and me on a return trip to Asia it feel like we been gone for aeons,\n14 days of \"what the fuck day is it\" toast to post-drama, infinity and beyond,\nLittle did we all know, that free falling into exile ain't enough to overthrow karma,\nMy job's been let off, my girl's saying \"the fuck you think you get off\",\nN toy's talking as if they put me on, nah,\nHolding' my head feeling heavy as heaven 747's cruise smoothly on past, I'm like,\nSomebody's telling me something, look up and they're gone...\n\nHook\nI can't breathe in this place that I call my home,\nNo I can't breathe,\nI can't see no end, there's no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free,\nAnd exhale in exile,\nGet away exhale in exile,\nGet away, exhale in exile,\nGet away, exhale in exile.\n\nI can't breathe in this place that I call my own,\nNo I can't breathe,\nAnd I think I need something else to get me through this seven day break loop, Gotta break free, break free,\nAnd get away, exhale in exile,\nGet away exhale in exile,\nGet away, exhale in exile,\nGet away, exhale in exile.\n\nBridge\nOne day, I'ma get a ticket,\nDon't care where I'm heading as long as it's one way,\nExhale in exile,\nMany miles away from the claws of mundane,\n\nOne day, I'ma get you a ticket,\nDon't care where we heading as long as it's one way,\nIn exile, we exhale,\nThe clarity of mind you find in the untamed.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Exhale\n  artist: Spit Syndicate\n  album: Exile\n  duration_ms: 326147\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Verse 1\n  I was exiled on main street,\n  Whistling the same sweet blues,\n  Wondering if anyone else here,\n  But it was just me and my cigarette,\n  Watching it pirouette, it's death dance with my healthcare\n  The very same scene begun,\n  With the front of the 7: 18, had me dreaming of elsewhere,\n  Writing love letters to a far away home, eyes closed\n  With the felt air, getting myself square,\n  The train arrives, and I look up in the sky,\n  At a plane going by and picture myself there,\n  I wonder if I've got it in me to run,\n  With no goodbyes on the tip of my tongue,\n  Just a flight of deliverance,\n  Visit the height of mankind's might,\n  But it still feels like we living' as visitors,\n  Impolite and in spite of all that it's given us,\n  From the high-rise in the skies to the littlest of villages,\n  The doors slide open, and the carriage is empty,\n  But for some strange reason it hasn't upset me,\n  I haven't even noticed, no car motors,\n  Is there no shift workers, is there no swing voters,\n  My ride crept by an empty intersection,\n  As if the whole city had slept in,\n  Hand on my heart, money on my mind,\n  Trying to part ways with the devil before 9 o'clock strikes,\n  A couple stops shy, I smiled at a satellite,\n  In this paradise of dice rolls and flashing lights,\n  Feel the fangs of the modern day parasite,\n  Rob you of your appetite and slang it right back to you,\n  End of the line, just in time,\n  Desensitised minds, still looking for signs,\n  All things are wings my the escape plan,\n  Exhale and step into the wasteland.\n\n  Hook\n  I can't breathe (dream) in this place that I call my home,\n  No I can't breathe,\n  I can't see no end, there's no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free,\n  And exhale in exile,\n  Get away exhale in exile,\n  Get away, exhale in exile,\n  Get away, exhale in exile.\n\n  Verse 2 – Jimmy\n  Walked out of the saloon at high noon, the moon shined luminous,\n  2 of us took a fifty and blew it in the sky like, ahh,\n  The sweet scent of the other side of the fence, despite my attempts to catch it, it flew by,\n  In a wave of where you been's, get ready for work's,\n  We don't talk anymore, what happened to you and I's man,\n  Whatever happened to the times when the only thing hanging above my head was blue sky,\n  Scene 1, see me and my counterparts are bottle passing, half an hour or something' out of my city when,\n  Uh hmm, ticket men are issuing a fine to the 5 of us like 'pleasure to meet you', scene 2,\n  Nick and me on a return trip to Asia it feel like we been gone for aeons,\n  14 days of \"what the fuck day is it\" toast to post-drama, infinity and beyond,\n  Little did we all know, that free falling into exile ain't enough to overthrow karma,\n  My job's been let off, my girl's saying \"the fuck you think you get off\",\n  N toy's talking as if they put me on, nah,\n  Holding' my head feeling heavy as heaven 747's cruise smoothly on past, I'm like,\n  Somebody's telling me something, look up and they're gone...\n\n  Hook\n  I can't breathe in this place that I call my home,\n  No I can't breathe,\n  I can't see no end, there's no end in sight, Think it might be time to take flight, I gotta break free,\n  And exhale in exile,\n  Get away exhale in exile,\n  Get away, exhale in exile,\n  Get away, exhale in exile.\n\n  I can't breathe in this place that I call my own,\n  No I can't breathe,\n  And I think I need something else to get me through this seven day break loop, Gotta break free, break free,\n  And get away, exhale in exile,\n  Get away exhale in exile,\n  Get away, exhale in exile,\n  Get away, exhale in exile.\n\n  Bridge\n  One day, I'ma get a ticket,\n  Don't care where I'm heading as long as it's one way,\n  Exhale in exile,\n  Many miles away from the claws of mundane,\n\n  One day, I'ma get you a ticket,\n  Don't care where we heading as long as it's one way,\n  In exile, we exhale,\n  The clarity of mind you find in the untamed.\n"}]