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Your Backdoor - Absynthe Minded

It was the city outdoors

I wanted to gallop

The streets were lit

And we were not yet drunk

The sledge hammer blows

I delivered in moments

Of truth and candour

They made you wonder

If this boy isn't real

Then what do I feel

This must be real

But I can't stand it

'Cause he's making me weaker

Than I was before

That is exactly what happens

When you let me in through your backdoor

Ooooooh

Your backdoor

Ooooooh

I met you in springtime

The state you were in

Exploring and waiting

For real life to begin

You couldn't accept that

I live by my own rules

Our roads went apart

And then your phone call

You asked me what is it

You wanted me to be

I told you there was nothing

That I wanted you to be

I'm not talking morals

But likes and dislikes

That is exactly what happens

When you let me in

Through you backdoor

Ooooooh

Your backdoor

Ooooooh

Your backdoor

Ooooooh

Your backdoor

Ooooooh