four moods

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Azahriah - Pop, Magyarul

four moods

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[Chorus] Leavin' at the backdoor (Leavin' to the backrooms) Catch a feeling far from home (Keep that butterfly knife on my side though, homicide) It's time to do it backwards (Get it back) I got you slippin' through that hole Stripped down to the bones Feelin' low [Verse] It's 6:30 AM and I wake up at the railway station Last night I thought I'd give a visitation But two hours later we got fucked up Really got fucked up The whole night got lost And now I'm stuck in the depressing reality (Stuck here) Sittin' in the back, feelin' higher than I've ever been, uh But I've never been honest, never been true to you So I should leave you (Baby) I should get lost, like I should head out Oh, why, tell me why Tell me, why should I believe you? A second part, a second chance A second half, a second man And secondary love songs' stumblin' in my head But when my mind is connectin' to the music Feelin' like this soul gave me authority to use it Babylon is a ticking bomb, nobody would defuse it Already hearing the gunshots Ra-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa Pakolom a cuccom, bandukolok az utcán Túltoltam az éjjelt Éld a léted te is tagadásban! Úgy tudod, minden kicsikét másabb Örökké fiatalon élj, ha az utamon jársz! Belevisz a bankó, neked lehet, hogy tény Nekem lehet nem jó Lehet szomorú a vége, de kiveszem a részem Nem maradok ébren, fentmaradok, hidd el [Bridge] Ó Sokan elmentek, áh Magamat tettem azzá, amit bekebelezek Flowban vagyok, míg a fele ki nem megyeget Sziasztok gyerekek! (Szia, Azi!) [Chorus] Leavin' at the backdoor (Leavin' to the backrooms) And catch a feeling far from home (Keep that butterfly knife on my side though, homicide) It's time to do it backwards I got you slippin' through that hole Stripped down to the bones Closin' doors [Outro] But one day I will break those chains I feel so tired from all these days You make me feel so special And so wasted You make me feel anxiety rushin' through my body She only wants to hold me Mondd el, mit számít a szó Ha mindet csak elképzelték?

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  • Azahriah