four moods

Leavin' at the backdoor (leavin' to the backrooms)
And catch a feeling far from home
(Keep that butterfly knife on my side tho, homicide)
It's time to do it backwards (get it back)
I got you slippin' through that hole (get it back)
Stripped down to the bones
Feelin' low

It's 6:30 a.m 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

But now I'm stuck in the depressing reality
Sitting in the back, feelin' higher than I've ever been
But I've never been honest, never been true to you

So I should leave you
I should get lost, like I should hea-ead 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 connecting 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

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

Óh, sokan elmentek
Magamat tettem azzá, amit bekebelezek
Flowban vagyok, míg a fele ki nem megyeget

Sziasztok gyerekek! (Szia Azi!)

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
Got you slippin' through that hole
Stripped down to the bones
Closing doors

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?