New Year’s Day

Can you see me through the window?
I'm fucking bummed and I just don't know
What to do about all my shit
I don't think I can take care of it
New Year's Day
I got high, hid my phone
Did what I thought was ballet
I was nude, full display
Was alone in the yard digging holes
Got fed up with my role
Oh do I have to keep on going on and on?
Can you see me through the punch line?
Looking at me like a midwife
Front row seat to the divine!
It's a peek into my secret life
New Year's Day
I got high, hid my phone
Did what I thought was ballet
I was nude, full display
Was alone in the yard digging holes
Think I'm doing okay
Think I'll don my beret (artiste!)
New Year's Day
I got high, hid my phone
Did what I thought was ballet
I was nude, full display
Was alone in the yard digging holes
Got fed up with my role
Oh do I have to keep on going on and on?



Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Welles Nathan
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