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Track number 7 on the album, “Jane” is an emotional song supposedly featuring a woman named Jane, or someone who would be Jane to him.
Jane can refer to a perfect person, someone who would be good company.
[Intro]
A thousand yard stare
Crying at the museum, I wasn't even there
The life I left behind, oh
Is it still there?
Are you still there?
[Verse 1]
No, you're right here, you're wearing a body cam
Second hand embarrassment
I'm scared that you won't feel anymore
See I was waiting to find my Jane
Are you my Jane?
[Verse 2]
Stay for minute, frozen cryogenics
For crying out loud, phone a medic
It’s doing my head in
Stay for a minute, take it as a given
[Verse 3]
Wish I didn't hit the airport, balancing real shit and Duolingo
I've got stamps inside my passport
Visa, Mastercard, Revolut, Suica
I've got it, got it, all going crazy
Will you be there when I land?
Will you be my right hand?
I want to put my hands on your body but I don't know where we stand
[Pre-Chorus]
You say you don't understand
Promise you don't have to stand
You say you don't understand
(Let me out, let me out)
[Chorus]
I feel dizzy from the day glow
I feel different as the day goes
Night time got me on your pay roll
White lights, feeling unstable
I feel dizzy from the day glow
I feel different as the day goes
Night time got me on your pay roll
White lights, feeling unstable
[Bridge]
(Day glow) Huh, I feel dizzy
(Day goes) It goes, it goes, it goes
(Day glow, Day goes) Let me out
[Outro]
Stay for minute, frozen cryogenics (Day glow)
Stay for a minute, take it as a given
Jane was written by Murray Matravers.
Jane was produced by Taka Perry.
hard life released Jane on Fri Jul 18 2025.
Murray Matravers:
‘Jane’ is definitely a more abstract part of the album. ‘y3llow bike’ was obviously this catchy pop song, so when we made ‘Jane’, we were like, ‘That’s quite weird.’ I was so sad in Tokyo because I was missing my ex that I’d often cry in the streets, on the trains or in an art gal...