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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Florence Welch
Florence Welch
Vocals
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Programming
Tom Moth
Tom Moth
Harp
Bobby Hawk
Bobby Hawk
Violin
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Florence Welch
Florence Welch
Songwriter
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
Tom Moth
Tom Moth
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Florence Welch
Florence Welch
Producer
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Bryce Bordone
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Engineer
Dave Snyder
Dave Snyder
Assistant Recording Engineer
Duncan Fuller
Duncan Fuller
Assistant Recording Engineer
John Rooney
John Rooney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jon Gautier
Jon Gautier
Engineer
Lauren Marquez
Lauren Marquez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Matt Hall
Matt Hall
Assistant Recording Engineer
Megan Searl
Megan Searl
Assistant Recording Engineer
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We argue in the kitchen
About whether to have children
About the world ending
And the scale of my ambition
And how much is art really worth?
The very thing you're best at
Is the thing that hurts the most
But you need your rotten heart
Your dazzling pain like diamond rings
You need to go to war to find material to sing
[PreChorus]
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
[Chorus]
I need my golden crown of sorrow
My bloody sword to swing
My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
[Verse 2]
But a woman is a changeling
Always shifting shape
Just when you think you have it figured out
Something new begins to take
What strange claws are these
Scratching at my skin?
I never knew my killer would be coming from within
[PreChorus]
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
[Verse 3]
I need my golden crown of sorrow
My bloody sword to swing
I need my empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology
'Cause I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
I am no mother
I am no bride
I am king
[Bridge]
Oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
[Outro]
I was never as good
As I always thought I was
But I knew how to dress it up
I was never satisfied
It never let me go
Just dragged me by my hair
And back on with the show
Written by: Florence Welch, Jack Antonoff
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