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This Year

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This Year was released on August 1, 2025 by Universal Music Australia Pty. Ltd. as a part of the album Fall From The Light

Song Details

AlbumFall From The Light

Release DateAugust 1, 2025

LabelUniversal Music Australia Pty. Ltd.

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM95

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Hilltop Hoods

Performer

Matthew Lambert

Matthew Lambert

Vocals

Daniel Smith

Vocals

Barry Francis

DJ

Andrew Burford

Bass

Josef Hanna

Violin

Matthew Hoy

Cello

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Matthew Lambert

Matthew Lambert

Composer

Andrew Burford

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

One Above

Producer

Serge Courtois

Mixing Engineer

Matthew Lambert

Matthew Lambert

Engineer

Phil Threlfall

Engineer

Dave Kutch

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Just give me one more minute

One more

Nearly finished

Yeah

[Verse 1]

I do not feel nada

Gucci, Louis, Prada

Nothing I could buy to find the feeling that I'm after

Back when I was younger, happiness came easy

Now that I am older, I'm a different species

And I'm so embarrassed that I feel so rotten

Some people have real problems, and I feel I'm not them

If I can't be happy when everything is perfect

I think I must be damaged or do not deserve it

Underneath the surface, feel my blood is rushing

And I'm feeling nervous that I'm feeling nothing

But I'm kind of bluffing about me feeling nothing

I am feeling worry that I am not feeling something

Everything is stressful, but nothing is important

Find I can't successfully hold on to a thought, but

If that thought's a worry, I hold it like it love me

A bearhug to crush me, and then it corrupts me

But you know

[Chorus]

This here is my year

This here is my year

This, this, this here is my year

This here is my year

This here's my year, this year, yeah

This here's my year, this year, go

This here's my year, this year, yeah

Aye, yo

[Verse 2]

Listen, it's not like I'm in Mexico sitting in a cabana

But the Lexapro's kicking in, ta-dah

Got my iPhone acting like a night light

Feelings are killer, wishing I was Mr Brightside

But I'm Mr Why Try, sitting on the sideline

I go missing, bye, bye, like some shitty WiFi

Opening wounds have me looking for a quiet high

Take nine shots, get some dopamine or die trying

When I try some quiet time, ends in an outburst

Live in your head, can't forget to do the housework

It's all about the upkeep, but I cannot keep up

Seems the voices in my head need to speak up

Maybe I need church, or maybe mosque or temple?

Somewhere I can learn to treat myself more gentle

Wake up in the morning, got some hurt that I'm working on through

God, I got me journaling to do and it sound like

[Chorus]

This here is my year

This here is my year

This, this, this here is my year

This here is my year

This here's my year, this year, yeah

This here's my year, this year, go

This here's my year, this year, yeah

Aye, yo

[Outro]

Look, man

Look, man

They don't call me Suffa for nothing

Don't push, man

I'm close to the edge like I'm Bono

In slo-mo, or feeling stuck in time like a photo

The days are long, but years are short

But I'm staying strong to clear my thoughts

'Cause I don't want to hurt myself no more

Or pick at the skin until it's thin and so raw

The medication put the weight on

But it's nothing I can't take on to take off

Had a revelation, something I can pray on

I'm late on the self-love, and due for a day off

And what they say of me's that I'm hard work

But I'm working hard on my hurt and my heart now

And the hard work is something I can't shirk

'Cause I know that pain is a burden you pass down

Written by: Andrew Burford, Matthew Lambert

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