This Is More Than Cloud Nine

I feed on fears of others
It gives me happiness
The suffering of lovers
The start of loneliness

The start of loneliness
Where love, anger covers
Reveals need for highness
Bottles pile in numbers

Bottles pile in numbers
Then rolling papers too
Love slain by hunters
This is the highness view

This is the highness view
Way higher than cloud nine
There’s a lot you can do
When you cross the high line

Yeni