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Frankenstein
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Frankenstein was released on October 15, 2021 by Mama Bird Recording Co. as a part of the album The Incredible Heat Machine
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Release DateOctober 15, 2021
LabelMama Bird Recording Co.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM115

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TK & The Holy Know-Nothings
TK & The Holy Know-Nothings
Performer
Tyler Thompson
Tyler Thompson
Drums
Taylor Kingman
Taylor Kingman
Lead Vocals
Jay Cobb Anderson
Jay Cobb Anderson
Electric Guitar
Lewi Longmire
Lewi Longmire
Guitar
Sydney Nash
Sydney Nash
Electric Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Kingman
Taylor Kingman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Thompson
Tyler Thompson
Producer
Taylor Kingman
Taylor Kingman
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well, God pursed his lips to kiss the hips of our wishes
And our skin caught the wind and we dripped into sips of warm loving
In the milk of your soul, I washed the spit from my mouth
I washed the blood from my hands and the sweat from my brow
And our secrets kept meetings without even making a sound
Well, we woke to the smack of our skin snapping back with an amen
And through the holes in my head sneaked the Devil, instead, he had comments
In the mouth of my pride, my mind opened wide
And it slipped through cracks in my bones' fearful cries
Each reason competing to build me a highway to ride
[Chorus]
We were blown to bits, limb from limb, all mixed on the ground
Grabbing in the dark, oh, for parts we never marked, we took what we found and stumbled on
[Verse 2]
Well, some toes traded feet, so we walk the street in circles
Now I got a freckled cheek and one of my knees is scarred purple
I got shards of your iris stuck in my eye
And a disk in my spine that makes me curl up and cry
And I see you around every corner I find in my mind
[Instrumental]
And the set of teeth I used to keep fit neatly
Now my mouth opens less, but it's for the best, believe me
And now my heart's beating stranger 'cause one of the chambers
Is the room where we slept in love and in anger
And the bed stays made and I'll keep it that way forever
[Chorus]
We were blown to bits, limb from limb, all mixed on the ground
Grabbing in the dark, oh, for parts we never marked, we took what we found and stumbled on
[Outro]
Oh, we stumble on, right or wrong, angry mobs at our doors
We'll be run out, oh, wherever we are found, pitchfork and torch will chase me to your arms
Pitchfork and torch will chase me to your arms
Pitchfork and torch will chase me to your arms
Written by: Taylor Kingman
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