Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Social House
Performer
Anton Göransson
Programming
Charles Anderson
Programming
Michael Foster
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anton Göransson
Composer
Charles Anderson
Composer
Michael Foster
Composer
Tommy Brown
Composer
Isabella Sjöstrand
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anton Göransson
Producer
Charles Anderson
Producer
Michael Foster
Producer
Tommy Brown
Executive Producer
Lyrics
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 the 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 devil's dance outside my doorstep
Some kind of heaven I haven't seen yet
Always greener on the 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
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
Writer(s): Michael Foster, Tommy Brown, Isabella Anna Maria Sjostrand, Anton Karl Edwin Goeransson, Charles Andersson
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