Top Songs By Sofia Camara
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sofia Camara
Vocals
nathan ferraro
Guitar
Michael Wise
Programming
Cody Markson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sofia Camara
Songwriter
nathan ferraro
Songwriter
Elizabeth Lowell Boland
Songwriter
MICHAEL JOSEPH WISE
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
nathan ferraro
Producer
Drew Jurecka
Recording Engineer
João Carvalho
Mastering Engineer
Mike Wise
Producer
Lyrics
Still in the blue, say that I miss you, silence
Sit on my phone, try to refrain from dialin'
See, when we're good, then we're good
When we're bad, we're a disaster
Make out, slam the door, and then text you right after
I don't miss the drama, but God, I miss your laughter, whoa
So who do I call now? I'd give it all now
Just to be fightin' in the kitchen
Hearin' the crash of broken dishes
Thought it was bad then, this heartache is hellbent
I'd fall asleep to the television
Drown out the sound of your voice missin'
Now I'd do anythin' for you to yell at me
You left so quietly, but your silence is deafenin'
Hung by a thread, sometimes I wish you'd cut it
Hit me so low, then act like you're so above it
See, when we're high, we're so high, then we crash and we shatter
And make out like we're fine and fall back in old patterns
I don't miss the drama, but God, I miss your laughter, whoa
So who do I call now? I'd give it all now
Just to be fightin' in the kitchen
Hearin' the crash of broken dishes
Thought it was bad then, this heartache is hellbent
I'd fall asleep to the television
Drown out the sound of your voice missin'
Now I'd do anythin' for you to yell at me
You left so quietly, but your silence is deafenin'
I always come back like a sickness
Built the antibodies, get you out my system
The audacity to call yourself the victim
Kick me down, say it's not malicious
You use it all against me when I tell you things
Or even worse, you're not listenin'
I used to go to you for everythin'
So who do I-
Who do I call now? I'd give it all now
Just to be fightin' in the kitchen
Hearin' the crash of broken dishes
Thought it was bad then (thought it was bad)
This heartache is hellbent (hellbent)
I'd fall asleep to the television
Drown out the sound of your voice missin'
Now I'd do anythin' for you to yell at me
You left so quietly, but your silence is deafenin'
Writer(s): Michael Joseph Wise, Elizabeth Lowell Boland, Nathan Ferraro, Sofia Camara
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