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