After the end of 2025, it seems almost impossible not to talk about Yungblud.
Not after all these milestones.
Not after all this recognition.
Not after these collaborations, tributes, and albums that mark a turning point in a career.
And yet, this is not about listing his successes.
Among all these faces—the icon in the making, the heir to a certain rock lineage, the artist in perpetual motion—we have chosen to focus on just one.
The moment when he bares his soul, as he has done before in songs like Mars and Love Song.
With Zombie, Yungblud isn’t shouting about rebellion.
He isn’t denouncing anything.
He’s talking about exhaustion.
About that strange place where a successful life exists, but relief doesn’t necessarily follow.
We could once again highlight his vocal performance.
But through this song, he seems to be asking us for something else: to feel his presence, his closeness.
Perhaps that’s why this song resonates so deeply.
Because behind the recognition and the goals achieved, there is something painfully familiar:
the desire to be seen,
the pressure to achieve an ideal,
the need to keep moving forward —
and the silent emptiness that sometimes sets in once the noise fades away.
On different scales, we know this feeling too.
We continue to live our lives.
We want our efforts to have meaning.
And sometimes, when things finally start to improve, we discover an unexpected fatigue, not physical, but internal.
A tired body can rest.
A tired mind can slow down.
But this kind of emptiness is harder to name.
Zombie offers no solutions.
It doesn’t dramatize.
It simply allows fragility to exist in the open, whether we are surrounded by love or drifting in emotional exile.
And maybe that’s enough.
To talk about it.
To sing about it.
In a world obsessed with momentum and performance, there is something deeply human in admitting that even when everything seems to be going well, we can still feel empty — and keep moving forward.
And even if we can all be heroes, just for one day, as David Bowie once whispered,
Zombie reminds us that the rest of the days — quieter, heavier — are just as important.
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