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Kitchen Party Panic
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Kitchen Party Panic was released on June 7, 2026 by 709 Frequency as a part of the album Kitchen Party Panic - Single
June 7, 2026
Label709 Frequency
LanguageEnglish
BPM131
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

The Atlantic's crashing, beating on the shore
My heartbeat's thumping, begging for some more
Static in the basement of my mind
Trying to leave the heavy ghosts behind
The fog is rolling in, it's thick and grey
I'm dancing through the salt and through the spray
My reflection in the harbor's looking thin
Letting all the inner sirens in
I'm a jagged rock, I'm a broken light
Shining through the middle of the night
They're whispering my failures in the gale
I'm rigging up the mast, I'm gonna set the sail
Oh baby, watch me spin in the dark
Got a nervous wreck, but I've got a spark
Like a disco ball in a fishing net
I'm the wildest storm you haven't met yet
Let the voices scream, let the cables fray
I'm dancing 'til the shadows wash away
It's a Newfoundland night, electric and cold
I'm turning all my panic into solid gold
Work it, baby
Work it, baby
Walking down George Street, lights are blinding me
Is it the neon or the anxiety?
They say I'm too much, they say I'm out of place
I've got a million voices screaming in my face
But I put on my sequins and my heavy boots
Stomping on the fear, pulling up the roots
The iceberg's melting, but I'm standing tall
I'm the king of the debris, I'm having a ball
Oh baby, watch me spin in the dark
Got a nervous wreck, but I've got a spark
Like a disco ball in a fishing net
I'm the wildest storm you haven't met yet
Let the voices scream, let the cables fray
I'm dancing 'til the shadows wash away
It's a Newfoundland night, electric and cold
I'm turning all my panic into solid gold
Can you hear the foghorn?
That's just my battle cry
I'm not gonna sink, no
I'm gonna fly
Up on the cliffs where the wind kicks hard
I'm playing my life like a wild card
Card, card, card
Give it to me!
Oh baby, watch me spin in the dark
Got a nervous wreck, but I've got a spark
Like a disco ball in a fishing net
I'm the wildest storm you haven't met yet
Let the voices scream, let the cables fray
I'm dancing 'til the shadows wash away
It's a Newfoundland night, electric and cold
I'm turning all my panic into solid gold
Baby, just me and the ocean
The voices, they're just the rhythm now
Can you hear it?
Yeah
Written by: Tyson Travers

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