Текст песни cloud 9 - BELLE

Looking at the girl over there in that room
Wonder if she′s looked over my way too
Cause her hairs all pushed back
Kind of like it is, after nights out in Surry Hills

I'm out of chill, this is something real
Something I don′t want to fuck up on a night like this
At a time like this
Cause I've missed

The idea of you
Something new
Every text I get I crack a smile
And my heart it goes wild

Beating out of my chest, it's the best
I can′t stress, I don′t want you to like me any less
But I could've waited, I would′ve hated it
If I were to savour it, take it bit by bit
But I was feeling it, you are killing it girl
You are killing it girl

Shoot, what a lady, thrive on a patient
Convinced I need saving, left my mind racing
I ain't your damsel, ain′t your fixer-upper, piece of hubba bubba
So you better find another lover to fuck ya

Open my mind and I close my eyes
Cause the inside vision is so damn hard to find
Now she's looking back at me
With that killer smile, that it looks too sweet you see

You′re making me nervous now
Making me question how the world goes round
Cause everything I knew is turned upside down
Don't fuck me round cause I'm on cloud 9

Shoot, what a lady, thrive on a patient
Convinced I need saving, left my mind racing
I ain′t your damsel, ain′t your fixer-upper, piece of hubba bubba
So you better find another lover to fuck ya

Shoot, what a lady, thrive on a patient
Convinced I need saving, left my mind racing
I ain't your damsel, ain′t your fixer-upper, piece of hubba bubba
So you better find another lover to fuck ya