9th Floor

On a Sunday
In the afternoon
The sun feels brighter
Made my hair smellier

You take me
Into the party
At the 9th floor
Never felt it before

You will regret it someday
But not today
You will regret it someday
But not today

Why'd you take somebody else
You let me alone with a glass of wine
You tricked me with your red lips
And drown me so deep

I leave the party so hurry
Cursing along the street feels the bittersweet
Oh god no god no god no
I just want to hope

You will regret it someday
But not today
You will regret it someday
But not today
You will regret it someday
But not today
You will regret it someday
But not today

You will regret it someday
But not today
You will regret it someday
But not today
You will regret it someday
But not today
You will regret it someday
But i hope its going today



Credits
Writer(s): Crayon Cosmos
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