Four moods - Live

Figyelj!
Eh, eh, eh, eh
Eh, eh, eh-oy
Eh, eh, eh, ohey
Pow
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

But 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
I said the whole night got lost
And now I'm stuck in the depressing reality
Sittin' 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 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 (pow)
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

Óhh
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 back-back-ba-ba-ba-backwards
I got you slippin' through that hole
Stripped down to the bones
Closin' doors