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Muscle Memory
527
Singer/Songwriter
Muscle Memory è stato pubblicato il 10 febbraio 2026 da Hallwood come parte dell'album Muscle Memory - Single
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Data di uscita10 febbraio 2026
EtichettaHallwood
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM54

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isabella Contadini
Isabella Contadini
Guitar
Enzo Contadini
Enzo Contadini
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isabella Contadini
Isabella Contadini
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Finn Morrison
Finn Morrison
Producer

Testi

Missing you is muscle memory
Familiar and so routinely
I take you with my coffee in the morning
And go to bed and hope you're dreaming of me
Took a wrong turn and ended up at your house
Heard from a friend that you're out getting drunk now
You're not the one that I used to know
But that's the version of you that I hold
What happens when I let you go? I don't know how to find your trace again
If you're not on my mind on day-to-day then does that mean that I lose you over again?
You're like second nature, and missing you is mechanical
Your pattern I can't break, your lesson I can't unlearn
Got too used to what I know
Grip tight to the hand I hold
Hold my breath, hope I don't choke
I'll remember cause you don't
If I forget us, then who won't?
Your scent still hangs on my clothes
In my muscles and bones
Missing you is all I've known now
I don't know how to kiss any other mouth
I'll stare at someone else wondering all the time
If I can find a hint of you in their eyes
They say missing someone comes and goes in waves
Well you could say that I've been drowning most days
I'll admit that your laugh I forgot the sound
I guess it's all one big distant memory now
I'm homesick for a house across a bridge that we've already burnt down (down)
I'm scared for the day I come to write something about somebody else somehow
You're like second nature, and missing you is mechanical
Your pattern I can't break, your lesson I can't unlearn
Got too used to what I know
Grip tight to the hand I hold
Hold my breath, hope I don't choke
I'll remember cause you don't
If I forget us, then who won't?
Your scent still hangs on my clothes
In my muscles and bones
Muscles and bones
Written by: Isabella Contadini
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