Released on November 11, 2025

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[Verse 1]

Strollin' through hellscapes whistlin'

Faceless shapes decorate the periphery

Nothin' of weight penetrates our domes of ignorance

Nothin' sounds great when you're not listenin'


[Verse 2]

Shapeless faces whistle past as a numbin' breeze

Careful not to stand and awake any epiphanies

Nothin' of weight penetrates our fog of insensitivity

Amble to oblivion, gladly


[Chorus]

If this island capsizes, we'll just float

Sinkin' is another option though


[Chorus]

If this island capsizes, we'll just float

Sinkin' is another option though


[Bridge]

We are obsessed with ourselves

We are obsessed with ourselves

We are obsessed with ourselves (we are obsessed with ourselves, we'll miss it)

We are obsessed with ourselves (over-stimulated by existing)

We are obsessed with ourselves (we are obsessed with ourselves, we'll miss it)

We are obsessed with ourselves (this self-congratulatory world's relentless)

We are obsessed with ourselves (we are obsessed with ourselves, we'll miss it)

We are obsessed with ourselves (we are obsessed with ourselves)


[Verse 3]

Design the nothingness yourself

Compartmentalise the guilt

Lose any interest before you resent

That's existence well spent


[Chorus]

If this island capsizes, we'll just float

Sinkin' is another option though