Azahriah - four moods

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


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

And now I'm stuck in the depressing reality (Stuck here)

Sittin' in the back, feelin' higher than I've ever been, uh