january thing

One day, I won't be chasing all the things I think I need I'll win the race and maybe smoke a little less weed One day, maybe one day I'll be free I'll be free One day, I'll find a reason to stop competing with myself I'll pay the receipts I keep in that box up on the shelf One day, maybe one day I'll be free I'll be free Or maybe not, cause I'm back on my bullshit One night, I'm the king In the morning, I'm regretting everything And I'm sad in my forehead It's a January thing Where the days turn to nights, turn to weeks And I feel like a tourist In my own life streets Thinking what the hell we doing 'bout our dreams Will we find a way Will we find a way To feel love Help us find a way (to feel, to feel love) You and me in this time and space (to feel, to feel love) We can stay in our hiding place (to feel, to feel love) One day, I'll stop hating on the foes I think I'd beat I'll cross the names off of my yellow legal sheet One day, maybe one day I'll make shit right I'll make it alright Or maybe not, cause I'm back on my bullshit One night, I'm the king In the morning, I'm regretting everything And I'm sad in my forehead It's a January thing Where the days turn to nights, turn to weeks And I feel like a tourist In my own life streets Thinking what the hell we doing 'bout our dreams Will we find a way Will we find a way To feel love Help us find a way (to feel, to feel love) You and me in this time and space (to feel, to feel love) We can stay in our hiding place (to feel, to feel love) To feel love