It’s a New Year, but I’m still running in this dream    Of staring at the ceiling, buzzing with caffeine    It’s a New Year, and I’m still asking for more    I have my stereo blasting behind a closed door       I write a note in the back of my book    That says I’m not sure where I’m gonna look    It seems like my future is just floating around    I jump up to grab it, but I fall to the ground, yeah       I fall to the ground       It’s a New Year, but I’m still sitting in this chair    I still bite my nails and still don’t wash my hair enough    I should have gotten on that bus and never looked back    But I’m eating marshmallows and sitting on my ass, yeah       It’s a New Year, but I didn’t eat this morning    Breakfast was coffee and ibuprofen    I took the ibuprofen for the pains in my brain    And I drank the coffee cause’ I’m going insane, yeah       Going insane