Woke up New Year’s Morning with bad breath and a headache
In a hoodie that reeked of beer sweat and weed
And every poor decision I’ve made
And I tried to to leave the covers, ’cause getting up shouldn’t be this rough
When it’s this fucking cold that shit gets in your bones
And makes self preservation quite tough
Well this seasonal depression hurts worse than the year-round kind
Dog piss freezes to streets and I forget to eat
Cause I can’t stand going outside
Listen to “Blank Space” on repeat lying face-down in the dark
I’ll be humming T-Swift while I’m cutting my wrists
Least the sweaters will cover the marks
And oh, I know, this isn’t how things should be
I know they say “It’s time to turn a new leaf.”
I thought New Year’s might be different, least I figured that it should
Things have been bad for months but I thought just this once
I could go out and maybe feel good
I put poison in my body
And tried to have a decent time
But I still felt like shit, I got manic and sick
At the countdown I started to cry
And oh, I know, this isn’t how things should be
I know, I know, they say “It’s time to turn a new leaf”
So I’ll turn a new leaf right now
Who’s looking for me?
I could be somebody else.
Wish I had the time.
And I’ll say “New year, new me”
As my mouth feels like a nightmare; I forgot to buy the toothpaste and I had to brush with water
And I’ll say “New year, new me”
As I buy a Subway sandwich, and the guy completes my order, it’s the same thing I got last time
And I’ll say “New year, new me”
As I screen calls from my mother, there’s no way I’m talking to her when I’m this fucking hungover
And I’ll say “New year, new me”
As I sit down at the TV and I watch reruns of “Simpsons” I could quote to you from memory
And I’ll say “New year, new me”
As I eat some baby Asprin, and ignore all of my deadlines ‘cause my head is fuckin pounding
And I’ll say “New year, new me”
As I light a cigarette, I know I said that I would quit but I’m just way too fuckin stressed
And I’ll say “New year, new me”
As I cancel plans to hang out, ‘cause I don’t want to put pants on and I’ve overdrawn my account
And I’ll say “New year, new me”
As I think about the last few and try telling myself earnestly “I’m better off without you”
And I’ll say “New year, new me”
But the heart’s got its desires, and I’ll never fool myself because I’m not that good a liar
When I’m just…. When I’m just… When I’m just
Just sweating out the whisky
Just wishing you were with me
Sweating out the whisky
I’m sweating out the whisky, just wishing you were with me
And I’ll drink myself to death
May old acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind
May old acquaintance be forgot...and auld lang syne
Who’s looking for me?
I could be somebody else.
Wish I had the time.
UK-based Irish musician Joel Johnston creates an expansive indie-rock atmosphere on his latest album as Far Caspian. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 14, 2023