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Raw Data Feel

My Computer

Metroland Is Burning

Born Under A Meteor

Leviathan

Jennifer

Cut UP!

Software Greatman

Kevin’s Car

Ever wondered what happens when indie rock panic meets post-punk denial and jangle-pop optimism?

Well… this track answers it:

👉 A person literally baking a cake during a fire alarm.

The whole world outside is going full “Doom & Gloom: Live Edition” —
sirens crying, neighbours screaming, smoke creeping under the door —
and our hero is standing there like:

“Yeah yeah, apocalypse, whatever — the crust needs two more minutes.”

This song is basically the spiritual successor of:

“This is fine.”

“I’ll panic later, I’m busy.”

“If the roof falls, at least the frosting slaps.”

It’s the anthem for anyone who has ever ignored a real problem
because something in the oven was at a critical emotional moment.

Expect:
🥁 jangle guitars that sound like your smoke detector having an existential crisis
🎸 indie-rock riffs that slap harder than the collapsing ceiling
🔥 post-punk energy that whispers: “buddy… you’re not okay, but the cake is”
🍰 and a level of chaotic calmness that should not legally be allowed

If the world ever burns again (give it 48 hours),
blast this track, grab a whisk,
and remember:

WORRY NEVER BAKED A THING.

Lyrics:

While the world was burning,
I was checking the oven light.
Everybody ran outside,
I just wanted the crust right.
Sirens screaming in the streets,
and I'm measuring flour like it’s peace.
Smoke is leaking under every door,
but hey — the batter needs a little more.

Maybe I should worry,
but worry never baked a thing.
Maybe I should hurry,
but hurry never made it sing.

So I’m baking a cake in a fire alarm,
with the kitchen shaking like it means me harm.
All the neighbours shout that I should escape,
but the timer’s ticking — sorry, no break.
If the world goes down, I’ll still stay calm,
mixing sugar in a natural charm.
Yeah, the roof might drop, but the taste’s divine —
let the flames go crazy, the cake’s still mine.

The smoke turned into dancing ghosts,
cheering for the butter I added most.
Someone knocked and yelled: “Get out!”
But the batter rose — so I stayed devout.
There’s chaos on the news tonight,
but I’m beating eggs like I’m ready to fight.
Ash is falling like confetti rain,
and I’m greasing the pan to stay sane.

Maybe it looks foolish,
but foolish keeps me whole.
If life’s a burning building,
I’ll frost it with control.

So I’m baking a cake in a fire alarm,
with the kitchen shaking like it means me harm.
All the neighbours shout that I should escape,
but the timer’s ticking — sorry, no break.
If the world goes down, I’ll still stay calm,
mixing sugar in a natural charm.
Yeah, the roof might fall, but the taste’s divine —
let the flames go crazy, the cake’s still mine.

Let the ashes fall, let the headlines scream —
I’ll stir the chaos into whipped-cream dreams.
If everything crumbles and nothing survives,
I’ll still bake sweetness into bitter lives.

So I’m baking a cake in a fire alarm,
with the world collapsing like it means me harm.
Everyone’s running but I stay in place —
there’s magic rising in this metal case.
If the night goes dark, I’ll still stay warm —
in a kitchen storm, in a sugar-storm.
Yeah, the city can crumble, the sirens can whine —
I’ll be here baking —
the cake is mine.

Baking a Cake in a Fire Alarm

Modern relationships in the city where proximity doesn't guarantee intimacy, where technology amplifies anxiety, and where every connection trembles with the possibility of collapse. 

Same elevator

Couplet 1
Penché au bord du jour
dans un souffle un détour
loin ma ville se dessine
pleine de murs et d’épines

Couplet 2
Un éclat, qui m’appelle
paysages irréels
éloge de la matière
sans retour en arrière

Refrain
Et j’ouvre, grand, grand
mes yeux sur le monde.
Je découvre, j’ouvre,
chaque minute, chaque seconde.

Et j’ouvre grand, grand
la diagonale du temps.
Je découvre, j’ouvre,
mon regard sur les gens.
Couplet 3
Sous mes pas l’inconnu
me pousse et se tend
il me plonge dans la trace
Des rêves qui m’embrassent
Couplet 4
Le vent dans la mémoire
Réveille mon territoire
Je vois dans la lumière
mon avenir en poussière

Refrain
Et j’ouvre, grand, grand
mes yeux sur le monde.
Je découvre, j’ouvre,
chaque minute, chaque seconde.

Et j’ouvre grand, grand
la diagonale du temps.
Je découvre, j’ouvre,
mon regard sur les gens.

Couplet 5
Un parfum de voyage
Souffle dans les nuages
Je frôle un horizon
Qui emplit mes poumons

Couplet 6
Un rire, une étincelle
rend mon ombre eternelle
Je suis l’inattendu
Le feu jamais vaincu

Refrain
Et j’ouvre, grand, grand
mes yeux sur le monde.
Je découvre, j’ouvre,
chaque minute, chaque seconde.

Et j’ouvre grand, grand
la diagonale du temps.
Je découvre, j’ouvre,
mon regard sur les gens.

Je m’envole sur les ailes du temps,
sur les ailes du temps...

les ailes du temps

Foreign Bodies

Toughest Man is out now: smarturl.it/toughest-man

It's the first song from our upcoming album Grow Your Garden out on May 10.
PRE-ADD ALBUM: https://ffm.to/anima-grow-your-garden

TOUGHEST MAN
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TOUGHEST MAN

Is he fact or is he fiction
Distraction his ammunition on your heart
Cleans up so good you won’t notice
He is hollow, covered up the fragile parts

Give it up man, understand that it’s not your fault
They’ve given you a rock for a heart
Put down your guns you can just let those tears fall
The toughest man ain’t no man after all

Works so hard so it looks easy
Keep those shades on, we all need that mystery
Fight that fight, that backwards current
Keep it chill, don’t feel too deeply or they’ll see

Give it up man, understand that it’s not your fault
They’ve given you a rock for a heart
Put down your guns you can just let those tears fall
The toughest man ain’t no man after all 

Give it up man, understand that it’s not your fault
They’ve given you a rock for a heart
Put down your guns you can just let those tears fall
The toughest man ain’t no man after all 

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Written by ANIMA!
Produced by ANIMA!
Mixed by Beat Vince (ANIMA!)
Mastered by Alex Psaroudakis
Artwork by Dylan Vandenberg

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