
The Year That Wasn't
Nu-Disco, Indie Pop, Alternative Dance, 110 BPM, Key of B Minor, Female Vocals (Raspy, Nonchalant, Breath), Groovy Bassline, Clean Electric Guitar, Dry Drums, Melancholic Groove, 2020s Indie Sleaze
Dark21ep·2:48

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The Year That Wasn't
Nu-Disco, Indie Pop, Alternative Dance, 110 BPM, Key of B Minor, Female Vocals (Raspy, Nonchalant, Breath), Groovy Bassline, Clean Electric Guitar, Dry Drums, Melancholic Groove, 2020s Indie Sleaze
Creator: Dark21epRelease Date: December 31, 2025
Lyrics
[Intro]
(Uh, yeah) (Wait a second)
[Verse 1]
Confetti glued to the sole of my sneaker Some guy in the kitchen blowing out the speaker They're counting it down, screaming at the TV screen But I swear I was just waking up in spring The seasons didn't change, they just evaporated My resolution list is totally outdated I didn't do the things, I didn't see the sights Just blinked my eyes and lost a hundred nights
[Pre-Chorus]
Now the ball is dropping and I'm standing still Holding a plastic cup I'm bound to spill Is it December? Or is it a mistake? How much more of this can one calendar take?
[Chorus]
Slow it down, I think I missed the whole ride Twenty-five slipped through the cracks inside We’re jumping the gun, rushing to the next thing I’m still processing the last mood ring Don't say Happy New Year, just give me a minute To figure out how the hell we’re already in it (Yeah, give me a minute)
[Verse 2]
Paper hats and cheap gold glitter on the floor I'm eyeing the exit, looking at the back door It feels like a glitch, a skip in the track I want my January mornings back Everyone’s kissing strangers when the clock hands meet I’m just watching the snow turn to slush in the street Fast forward button stuck on the console Losing my grip, losing my control
[Bridge]
Wait up Just wait up I'm not ready for the switch I'm not ready for the six It was just the five How are we even alive?
[Chorus]
Slow it down, I think I missed the whole ride Twenty-five slipped through the cracks inside We’re jumping the gun, rushing to the next thing I’m still processing the last mood ring Don't say Happy New Year, just give me a minute To figure out how the hell we’re already in it
[Outro]
(Just a minute) (I need a second) Too fast, too fast (Let it last)
(Uh, yeah) (Wait a second)
[Verse 1]
Confetti glued to the sole of my sneaker Some guy in the kitchen blowing out the speaker They're counting it down, screaming at the TV screen But I swear I was just waking up in spring The seasons didn't change, they just evaporated My resolution list is totally outdated I didn't do the things, I didn't see the sights Just blinked my eyes and lost a hundred nights
[Pre-Chorus]
Now the ball is dropping and I'm standing still Holding a plastic cup I'm bound to spill Is it December? Or is it a mistake? How much more of this can one calendar take?
[Chorus]
Slow it down, I think I missed the whole ride Twenty-five slipped through the cracks inside We’re jumping the gun, rushing to the next thing I’m still processing the last mood ring Don't say Happy New Year, just give me a minute To figure out how the hell we’re already in it (Yeah, give me a minute)
[Verse 2]
Paper hats and cheap gold glitter on the floor I'm eyeing the exit, looking at the back door It feels like a glitch, a skip in the track I want my January mornings back Everyone’s kissing strangers when the clock hands meet I’m just watching the snow turn to slush in the street Fast forward button stuck on the console Losing my grip, losing my control
[Bridge]
Wait up Just wait up I'm not ready for the switch I'm not ready for the six It was just the five How are we even alive?
[Chorus]
Slow it down, I think I missed the whole ride Twenty-five slipped through the cracks inside We’re jumping the gun, rushing to the next thing I’m still processing the last mood ring Don't say Happy New Year, just give me a minute To figure out how the hell we’re already in it
[Outro]
(Just a minute) (I need a second) Too fast, too fast (Let it last)
