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Scratch
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Σε περιοδεία
Indie Rock
Scratch κυκλοφόρησε στις 26 Ιουνίου 2026 από Many Hats Distribution ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Silt
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ΆλμπουμSilt
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας26 Ιουνίου 2026
ΕτικέταMany Hats Distribution
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM59

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Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Atta Boy
Atta Boy
Performer
Freddy Reish
Freddy Reish
Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Mellotron
Jason Hiller
Jason Hiller
Bass
Eden Brolin
Eden Brolin
Vocals, Background Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar
Dashel Thompson
Dashel Thompson
Piano, Synthesizer
Lewis Pullman
Lewis Pullman
Drums, Tambourine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Freddy Reish
Freddy Reish
Songwriter
Eden Brolin
Eden Brolin
Songwriter
Dashel Thompson
Dashel Thompson
Songwriter
Lewis Pullman
Lewis Pullman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Atta Boy
Atta Boy
Producer
Freddy Reish
Freddy Reish
Recording Engineer
Jason Hiller
Jason Hiller
Recording Engineer
Bradford Krieger
Bradford Krieger
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Στίχοι

I don't want to see your face again
I'm so sick, my spine is bent again, again, again
Show me how you think you love again
Scratch your itch, and I'll be back again, again, again
Take a look at this thing, it looks like a bug from this far up
Nose to nose, it's like a fog that swallows you 'til you're fed up
Thank you, mom, thank you, mom
Thank you, mom, thank you, mom
Start a-fucking-gain with a mustache-buzz-cut-knock-off-clone of me
Some sick sewer rat with his mouth sewn shut and a B-12 deficiency
Well, good luck, buster, you better muster
Guts like a lover and a surrogate mother
That dog loves me, he jumps up and licks me
And I know that he's thirsty 'cause he sees everything
Take a look at this thing, it looks like a bug from this far up
Nose to nose, it's like a fog that swallows you 'til you're fed up
Thank you, mom, thank you, mom
Thank you, mom, thank you, mom
Thank you, mom, thank you, mom
Thank you, mom, thank you, mom
There's a bloodhound, and she's at my heels
Her eyes a cracked blue thunder
Picking asphalt from her cartwheeled palms
Will I meet her
I don't know, but I sure do wonder
I don't know, but I sure do wonder
I don't want to see your face again
I'm so sick my spine is bent again, again, again
Show me how you think you love again
Scratch your itch, and I'll be back again, again, again
Written by: Dashel Thompson, Eden Brolin, Freddy Reish, Lewis Pullman
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