Azahriah - Four Moods (DaWiz Remix) (Lyrics Video)

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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
Got you slippin through that hole
Stripped down to the bones
Feelin’ low
It’s 6:30 AM and i wake up at the railway station
Last night I though 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
Sitting in the back, feelin’ higher than I’ve 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
Rapapapapapa
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
fent maradok hidd el
ooh-ooh-oh
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 tho, homicide)
It’s time to do it backwards
Got you slippin through that hole
Stripped down to the bones
Closin’ 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

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