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Sincerly, Jane

This song is by Janelle Monáe and appears on the EP Metropolis: Suite I (The Chase) (2007) and on the Australian tour edition of the album The ArchAndroid (Suites II and III) (2010).

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Left the city, my mama, she said don't come back home
These kids round killing each other, they lost they minds, they gone
They quitting school, making babies, and can barely read
Some gone off to that war, Lord have mercy on them

One, two, three, four, your cousins, they's around here selling dope
While they daddies, your uncle is walking round strung out
Babies with babies and they tears keep burning
While their dreams go down the drain now
(While their dreams go down the drain now)

Are we really living or just walking dead now
(Are we walking dead now)
Or dreaming of a hope riding on the wings of angels
The way we live, the way we die
What a tragedy, I'm so terrified
Daydreamers, please wake up
We can't sleep no more

Love don't make no sense, ask your neighbor
The winds have changed, it seems that they've abandoned us
The truth hurts, and so does yesterday
What good is love if it burns bright and explodes in flames
I thought every living thing had love, but uh

Are we really living or just walking dead now
(Are we walking dead now)
Or dreaming of a hope riding on the wings of angels
The way we live, the way we die
What a tragedy, I'm so terrified
Daydreamers, please wake up
We can't sleep no more

I've seen them shooting up funerals in they Sunday clothes (ya)
And spending money on spinners but won't pay college loans (ya)
And all you gangers and bangers, rolling dice
And taking lives in a smoky dark, Lord have mercy on you (ya)

Teacher, teacher, please reach those girls in them videos (live your life)
The little girls, just broken queens confusing bling for soul
Danger, there's danger when you take off your clothes
All your dreams go down the drain, girl

Are we really living or just walking dead now
Or dreaming of a hope riding on the wings of angels
The way we live, the way we die
What a tragedy, I'm so terrified
Daydreamers, please wake up
We can't sleep no more

Lord have mercy on them
Lord, have mercy on them
Lord, have mercy on them
Lord have mercy on them
Are we really living or just walking dead now

We live and then we die
And we never know the why
So young, now we're gone
Now are you gone

We think we can fly
But never touch the sky
So down now we go
Down underground

5-7-8-2-1
It’s now time for you to come home, my dear
You've been gone long enough

Thank you
But you must come, we must go

Music by:

Janelle Monáe Robinson Wikipedia16, Nathaniel Irvin III, Charles Joseph II

Lyrics by:

Janelle Monáe, Chuck Lightning Wikipedia16

Arrangement:

Control Z, Chuck Lightning

Produced by:

Control Z, Chuck Lightning

Co-produced by:

Janelle Monáe

Recorded:

Wondaland Recording Studios in Atlanta, Georgia

Musicians:

  • Terrence Brown: additional strings
  • Control Z: additional vocals, drums, piano, additional instruments
  • Janelle Monáe: lead vocals, background vocals

Orchestra:

Wondaland String Ensemble, Jaspects Horn Sections

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