Dry January
I don't like who I am anymore
Could use a few alterations
Shake up the routine, hit the brakes and get clean
Say goodbye my happy hour angels
Nothing but naked facing the blade
Here in the basement nobody's safe
Rip off the bandage say hi to the damage
Before running back to the numb
Will a hero rise? Come Dry January
Come Dry January
I don't dance (I don't dance anymore)
Like I did before (I was king of the floor)
Glide across that hardwood ocean
(doin' shit no one ever saw)
My two left feet (sheer genius)
Oh how they stole the show (deep in my knee jerk flow)
You laughed at me (gave me a standing O)
We were golden
The voices are slick when they're taking you for a ride
Sayin go on it's pre-game what's there to lose
You're a winner tonight
Nothing but naked facing the blade
Here in the basement nobody's safe
Rip off the bandage say hi to the damage
Before running back to the numb
Will a hero rise? Come Dry January
Come Dry January
Honest, just be honest
Don't be honest half of the time
When you flirt with the truth and you're dancin' with lies
You wind up in bed with a compromise
Dry Dry Dry January
Dry Dry Dry January
Dry Dry Dry January
How does it feel to be out of the rain?
Dry Dry Dry January
Life in the desert can get pretty strange
Dry Dry Dry January
How you gonna walk with no crutch or no cane?
Dry Dry Dry January
Dry Dry Dry January
Could use a few alterations
Shake up the routine, hit the brakes and get clean
Say goodbye my happy hour angels
Nothing but naked facing the blade
Here in the basement nobody's safe
Rip off the bandage say hi to the damage
Before running back to the numb
Will a hero rise? Come Dry January
Come Dry January
I don't dance (I don't dance anymore)
Like I did before (I was king of the floor)
Glide across that hardwood ocean
(doin' shit no one ever saw)
My two left feet (sheer genius)
Oh how they stole the show (deep in my knee jerk flow)
You laughed at me (gave me a standing O)
We were golden
The voices are slick when they're taking you for a ride
Sayin go on it's pre-game what's there to lose
You're a winner tonight
Nothing but naked facing the blade
Here in the basement nobody's safe
Rip off the bandage say hi to the damage
Before running back to the numb
Will a hero rise? Come Dry January
Come Dry January
Honest, just be honest
Don't be honest half of the time
When you flirt with the truth and you're dancin' with lies
You wind up in bed with a compromise
Dry Dry Dry January
Dry Dry Dry January
Dry Dry Dry January
How does it feel to be out of the rain?
Dry Dry Dry January
Life in the desert can get pretty strange
Dry Dry Dry January
How you gonna walk with no crutch or no cane?
Dry Dry Dry January
Dry Dry Dry January
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew G Goldmark
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