"January, Please" lyrics

"January, Please"

Save me from myself
'Cause I don't wanna go to the circus on my own
Social chameleon
Their eyes open wide, as I hide in plain sight
In stealth mode for the night

Spare me January, please
I'm asking you nicely
We could make it to June
If January lets us through

Reset and repeat
'Cause I just don't know
If I'll make it on my own

Something surrounds me
The rainbow up ahead
Was an oil spill instead
And that's the icing on the cake

Spare me January, please
I'm asking you nicely
We could make it to June
If January lets us through

I felt that I was losing direction
A disconnection
I was on the snail trail for the longest time
So I ate the pesticide, yeah

Look up, there's a man in the sky
Lord knows why
Cashed in the scratch card, I was on cloud eight
But he was on nine

Spare me January, please
I'm asking you nicely
We could make it to June
If January lets us through


Writer(s): Adam Hope, David Barrow, Jack Hope
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