Social House
Lyricist: TBHits, Isabella Sjöstrand, Anton Göransson, Scootie & Michael “Mikey” Foster Composer: TBHits, Isabella Sjöstrand, Anton Göransson, Scootie & Michael “Mikey” Foster
How do I measure up to heights you've been to?
How could I ever love you like you're meant to?
How could a view of my skies light your temple?
How beautiful the bird outside my window
Always greener on my other side of things
Think so much of you, I can't overthink
Can't take my eyes off you, I don't wanna blink (No, no)
Never thought something so beautiful could haunt you
Haunt you, haunt you
Better off this way, but I want you
Want you, want you
Sometimes, I just wanna fucking call you
Call you, call you
Never thought something beautiful could haunt you
Haunt you, haunt you
Must be the summer breeze, the smell of orchids
Or it's the way you look, I won't forget it
Watching the devils dance outside my doorstep
Some kind of heaven I haven't seen yet
Always greener on my other side of things
Think so much of you, I can't overthink
Can't take my eyes off you, I don't wanna blink (No, no)
Never thought something so beautiful could haunt you
Haunt you, haunt you
Better off this way, but I want you
Want you, want you
Sometimes, I just wanna fucking call you
Call you, call you
Never thought something beautiful could haunt you
Haunt you, haunt you
Never thought something so beautiful could
(Haunt you, haunt you)
Never thought something so beautiful could haunt you
Haunt you, haunt you
Better off this way, but I want you
Want you, want you
Sometimes I just wanna fucking call you
Call you, call you
Never thought something beautiful could haunt you
Haunt you, haunt you