Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SOFIA ISELLA
Performer
NOISE FOR NOW
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SOFIA ISELLA
Lyrics
Sofia Isella Miranda
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SOFIA ISELLA
Producer
Heba Kadry
Mastering Engineer
Rafael Fadul
Mixing Engineer
Rachel White
Producer
Lyrics
I hold soft flames on my tongue
And chew on them like chewing gum
They burn the roof of my mouth
But I won't spit it all out right now
There's an inferno in your mouth
I can tell by the way you smile like it burns
You press your lips together
Like you're kissing yourself to stop me from learning
She's a keeper, she's a believer
She's on the ground on her knees in a theater
And she put us in a car, I don't know where we are
But she fell in love with the fever
"I can never leave her, I can never keep her"
That's what she says to the neighborhood preacher
And she put us in a car, I don't know where we are
But I fell in love with the fever, and I
I watch us burn and fall
The heat is ten feet tall
The potential is bench pressing us into the wall
And the flicker of flames weaving through my teeth
If the hot gum were to slip out, where would we be?
Your teeth want to tattle and confess to me
Your molars are complaining, I can hear them wheeze
I can't un-fire with a liar that says they feel nothing
She's a keeper, she's a believer
She's on the ground on her knees in a theater
And she put us in a car, I don't know where we are
But she fell in love with the fever
"I can never leave her, I can never keep her"
That's what she says to the neighborhood preacher
And she put us in a car, I don't know where we are
But I fell in love with the fever, and I
I watch us burn and fall
The heat is ten feet tall
The potential is bench pressing us into the wall
And the flicker of flames weaving through my teeth
If the hot gum were to slip out, where would we be?
Your teeth are on fire, do you notice? No
Your mouth is burning, do you notice? No
Your hair burns, my hair burns
Your skin burns, my skin burns
Do you feel anything? No
Do you feel anything? No
If I tell you what I'm thinking, promise you won't tell yourself
If you tell me what you're thinking, I swear I won't tell myself
She's on the ground, she's on her knees, she's a believer
She's on the ground, she didn't listen to the preacher
Written by: SOFIA ISELLA


