British singer-songwriter Lola Young has officially revealed that her third studio album, “I'm Only F**king Myself,” is set for release on September 19, 2025, through Island/Day One.
This marks her first full-length release since 2024’s “This Wasn't Meant for You Anyway.”
The new record will feature 14 tracks, co-written and produced alongside her longtime collaborators manuka and SOLOMONOPHONIC. The album delves into deeply personal themes such as self-sabotage and addiction as a coping mechanism.
Speaking about the project, Lola described it as:
“My ode to self-sabotage, my chance to claw myself back from the edge of defeat.”
In advance of the album, Lola Young dropped a new single, “Not Like That Anymore,” on June 20, 2025. It serves as the second single from the upcoming record, following last month’s release of “One Thing.”
“Not Like That Anymore” was penned by Carter Lang, Conor Dickinson, Jared Solomon, Lola Young, and William Brown, with production handled by Carter Lang and manuka.
Lola Young was honored with the Rising Star Award with Amazon Music at the 2025 Ivors Academy last month.
She said, “Writing songs for me isn't a job. It's never been a job or a chore and it will never be. Because of the simple fact that I need to do it. I don't know why, but I don't really bother asking myself that silly question anymore. Because whether it's my duty or an outlet or a means for me to heal, or a gift or a blessing or a cure, or maybe a combination of them all, something inside me just needs to do it to make sense of things. I don't understand yet to process my pain, my thoughts, my feelings. I write so I can feel and other days I write so the rest of me Doen't have to. And in the moments where, I really don't know who the *** I am. I write so I can remember. Thank you so much. Because even though I did not expect this in any way, or nor did I ever write songs, with any expectation validation helps to keep me going and helps me to continue to be, myself as a person, as a woman, a songwriter, and an artist. And for anyone who, like me, who at ten years old, sat in their bedroom with their curtains drawn, writing sad, ****poetry and melodies and strumming badly on the guitar.”
