The Hellp keeps the Riviera haze rolling with Here I Am, the second single off their long-awaited debut album dropping this Friday, November 21, 2025, and it drifts in like a half-remembered dream on the 101, equal parts surrender and slow-motion panic.
Noah and Maggie have this way of making vulnerability feel like a glitch you lean into, and Here I Am is them at their most exposed. Noah’s verses stumble through nervous handshakes and salesman smiles, that quiet dread of being controlled or forgotten, while Maggie’s chorus floats in with those detached “la-la-las” that somehow make the emptiness hit harder. It’s built on warped synths that swell and collapse, guitars that sound like they’re underwater, and vocals pitched just off enough to keep you unsettled.
The whole thing circles that LA loop—from one coast to the other without ever really leaving the city in your head—mixing sunrise-set illusions with the brutal shrug of “if you die they forget.” They recorded it in the same feverish sessions as Country Road, letting the tape roll while the vibes dictated the take.
Here I Am lands as track 9 on Riviera’s 10-song blur, smack in the middle where the album shifts from the fried nostalgia of the openers to the deeper comedown cuts. The record’s whole thing is this sun-bleached, pill-faded Los Angeles that doesn’t quite exist, where billboards watch you back and every connection feels temporary. Clocking around 38 minutes, it’s tight but dense, the kind of listen that rewards headphones and bad decisions.
The Hellp spent years as this cult whisper, dropping EPs that felt like secrets, and Riviera finally gives that world room to breathe without sanding off the edges. It’s the sound of people who grew up online trying to feel something real in a city that eats feelings for breakfast.
X is already layering the chorus over dashcam footage of empty freeways at 4 a.m., fans calling it the spiritual successor to their old SoundCloud ghosts but bigger, sadder, prettier. If Country Road was the drive out, Here I Am is the moment you realize you’re not sure where home even is anymore.
Dive into the Here I Am lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Riviera tracks for more of The Hellp’s distorted glow.
| Lead Vocals | The Hellp |
| Songwriter | Chandler Lucy, Noah Patrick Dillon, Trayer Tryon & Maggie Cnossen |
| Music Producer | Chandler Lucy, Noah Patrick Dillon & Trayer Tryon |
| Label | Atlantic Records |
| Release Date | October 17, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Anemoia Records & Atlantic Records |
Lyrics of Here I Am by The Hellp
[Verse 1: Noah Dillon]
Here I am
Waiting patient, hand in hand
But I’m nervous
Dressed as friends
Touching lightly
Here I am
And I’m only yours to control
[Verse 2: Noah Dillon]
Here I am
Waiting patient
Shaking hands
I’m a salesman
And can’t remember how it began
Here I am
Right beside you
What’s the plan
Will the police make an advance
Who’d you come for
Me or the man
On the billboard
Taking chance
Here I am
Here I am
Here I am
[Chorus: Maggie Cnossen]
From LA to LA
La-la-la
From LA to LA
La-la-la
From LA to LA
La-la-la
From LA to LA
La-la-la
From LA to L- hey
[Verse 3: Maggie Cnossen]
Did you know that your name is in the sky
Watch the sunrise and set at the same time
Could we slow down the mirror in your eyes
Take me with you when you’re not alive
[Bridge: Noah Dillon]
When it rains you get wet
If you die they forget
When it rains you get wet
If you die no regrets
[Pre-Chorus: Noah Dillon]
They forget
They forget
They forget
They forget
If you die
They forget
When you die
They forget
[Chorus: Maggie Cnossen & Noah Dillon]
From LA to LA
La-la-la
From LA to LA
La-la-la
From LA to L-hey
La-la-la
From LA to LA
La-la-la
From LA to LA (When it rains)
La-la-la (You get wet)
From LA to LA (If you die)
La-la-la (They forget)
From LA to LA (When it rains)
La-la-la (You get wet)
From LA to LA (If you die)
La-la-la (No regrets)
[Outro: Maggie Cnossen]
La-la-la
(From LA to LA)
La-la-la
(From LA to LA)
La-la-la
(From LA to LA)
La-la-la
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