Lyrics

Your expectations are your tallest structures
You like the movies, don’t you?
You try to mimic the sun
’Til the feeling clashes
Your sky is lava, my friend
The clouds are black with ashes
I said, this one’s on the house
But the next one—
You're gonna have to deal with me
Your conversations are your own assumptions
You think you know me, don’t you?
You try to mimic the sun
’Til the feeling clashes
Your sky is lava, my friend
The clouds are black with ashes
I said, this one’s on the house
But the next one—
You're gonna have to deal with me
I said, this one’s on the house
But the next one—
You're gonna have to deal with me
Your expectations are your tallest structures
You like the movies, don’t you?
You try to mimic the sun
’Til the feeling clashes
Your sky is lava, my friend
The clouds are black with ashes
I said, this one’s on the house
But the next one—
You're gonna have to deal with me
I said, this one’s on the house
But the next one—
You're gonna have to deal with me
This one's on the house
Okay, this one's on the house
But the next one...
This one's on the house
Written by: Martijn Tienus Konijnenburg
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