
Frankenstìn
indie folk-pop, anthemic rock, soulful male vocals
J....e basta 💥🫵❤️🔥·2:58

2:58
Frankenstìn
indie folk-pop, anthemic rock, soulful male vocals
Creator: J....e basta 💥🫵❤️🔥Release Date: March 26, 2026
Lyrics
[Intro]
(Hmm-mm-mm)
(Hmm-mm-mm)
(Hmm-mm-mm)
(Hmm-mm-mm)
[Verse 1]
Steam on the sink
Mail on the floor
Same crooked frame
On the same dull door
Microwave hum
Half-warm tea
TV talking
But it’s not to me
[Chorus]
Some other me made another choice
Different town
Different tired voice
Maybe he’s laughing in a crowded bar
Or driving too fast under softer stars
I’m here counting cracks in the ceiling
Monday evening
Same old feeling
Wondering who I’d be
If I was that other me
Sitting in drafts
Outside
Kids chase
The last light home
Inside
I trace
The shape of alone
[Chorus]
Some other me made another choice
Different keys
Different set of joys
Maybe he kept what I let fade
Held on tight when I walked away
I’m here tracing lines on the ceiling
Monday evening
Half-healed
Half-bleeding
Wondering who I’d be
If I was Frankenstìn
[Bridge]
Does he ever miss this quiet?
Does he ever get it wrong?
Or is he still that braver version
I only visit in these songs
[Chorus]
Some other me made another choice
Different words in the same old voice
Maybe he’s learning to let you go
Or maybe he never had to know
I’m here with the glow of the screen
Monday evening
Caught in between
All the lives I’ll never see
And this one worn-out
Version of sweet Frankenstìn
[Chorus]
Some other me made another choice
Different town
Different tired voice
Maybe he’s laughing in a crowded bar
Or driving too fast under softer stars
I’m here counting cracks in the ceiling
Monday evening
Same old feeling
Wondering who I’d be
If I was that other Frankenstìn!!!!
(Hmm-mm-mm)
(Hmm-mm-mm)
(Hmm-mm-mm)
(Hmm-mm-mm)
[Verse 1]
Steam on the sink
Mail on the floor
Same crooked frame
On the same dull door
Microwave hum
Half-warm tea
TV talking
But it’s not to me
[Chorus]
Some other me made another choice
Different town
Different tired voice
Maybe he’s laughing in a crowded bar
Or driving too fast under softer stars
I’m here counting cracks in the ceiling
Monday evening
Same old feeling
Wondering who I’d be
If I was that other me
Sitting in drafts
Outside
Kids chase
The last light home
Inside
I trace
The shape of alone
[Chorus]
Some other me made another choice
Different keys
Different set of joys
Maybe he kept what I let fade
Held on tight when I walked away
I’m here tracing lines on the ceiling
Monday evening
Half-healed
Half-bleeding
Wondering who I’d be
If I was Frankenstìn
[Bridge]
Does he ever miss this quiet?
Does he ever get it wrong?
Or is he still that braver version
I only visit in these songs
[Chorus]
Some other me made another choice
Different words in the same old voice
Maybe he’s learning to let you go
Or maybe he never had to know
I’m here with the glow of the screen
Monday evening
Caught in between
All the lives I’ll never see
And this one worn-out
Version of sweet Frankenstìn
[Chorus]
Some other me made another choice
Different town
Different tired voice
Maybe he’s laughing in a crowded bar
Or driving too fast under softer stars
I’m here counting cracks in the ceiling
Monday evening
Same old feeling
Wondering who I’d be
If I was that other Frankenstìn!!!!
