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things I once enjoyed just keep me employed now things I'm longing for someday, I'll be bored of it's so weird that we care so much until we don't

Getting Older

Halley's Comet comes around more than I do but you're all it takes for me to break a promise silly me to fall in love with you

Halley’s Comet

and I don't talk shit about you on the internet never told anyone anything bad 'cause that shit's embarrassing, you were my everything and all that you did was make me fucking sad so don't waste the time I don't have and don't try to make me feel bad

I could talk about every time that you showed up on time but I'd have an empty line 'cause you never did never paid any mind to my mother or friends so I shut 'em all out for you 'cause I was a kid

you ruined everything good always said you were misunderstood made all my moments your own just fucking leave me alone

Happier Than Ever

📝

Billie Eilish’s Happier Than Ever isn’t the triumphant victory lap its title might suggest. It’s not an album about being happy — it’s an album about surviving. About what it costs to grow up in the spotlight, to love and lose publicly, and to slowly reclaim your voice from the noise.

The production, co-created with her brother Finneas, remains minimal, intimate, and eerie — like someone singing to you in an empty room at midnight. There’s space in every track. Space for breath, space for pain, space for Billie to sound like she’s not just performing, but confessing.

And there’s the title track, “Happier Than Ever” which explodes halfway through like a long-repressed scream finally breaking free. It’s a rare moment where Billie shouts — and when she does, it’s glorious. It’s not just catharsis, it’s a reckoning. You feel every syllable like a wound being cauterized.

Happier Than Ever is both quieter and angrier than Billie’s debut — and that’s what makes it so powerful.