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Backdoor Video (MV)




Performed By: Detective Deckard
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Porter Chapman, Sophie Blair




Detective Deckard - Backdoor Lyrics
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I never had my doubts until you gave me one
My body's all through your house I'm like a loaded gun
And I'm not about to sweet talk but you know I
Saw that dive and turned my phone off passing by
I never had my doubts until you gave me one
I want to go back to when I was wrong and say that I was wrong
I can't go home tonight because I can't sleep you've got me on my knees
With your back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
I think about your face under the traffic lights
The way your shoulders taste the way you say it right
And I'm not about to call you but sometimes I'm
Wide awake at night and want to I can't lie
I think about your face and have to close my eyes
I want to go back to when I was wrong and say that I was wrong
I can't go home tonight because I can't sleep you've got me on my knees
With your back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the back
We call it war because it's real enough
I called it off because I'm sick of acting tough
Drove for hours I'm all cut up
I'm all cut up I'm all cut up
We call it war because it's real enough
I called it off because I'm sick of acting tough
Drove for hours I'm all cut up
I'm all cut up
With your back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
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I never had my doubts until you gave me one
My body's all through your house I'm like a loaded gun
And I'm not about to sweet talk but you know I
Saw that dive and turned my phone off passing by
I never had my doubts until you gave me one
I want to go back to when I was wrong and say that I was wrong
I can't go home tonight because I can't sleep you've got me on my knees
With your back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
I think about your face under the traffic lights
The way your shoulders taste the way you say it right
And I'm not about to call you but sometimes I'm
Wide awake at night and want to I can't lie
I think about your face and have to close my eyes
I want to go back to when I was wrong and say that I was wrong
I can't go home tonight because I can't sleep you've got me on my knees
With your back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the back
We call it war because it's real enough
I called it off because I'm sick of acting tough
Drove for hours I'm all cut up
I'm all cut up I'm all cut up
We call it war because it's real enough
I called it off because I'm sick of acting tough
Drove for hours I'm all cut up
I'm all cut up
With your back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back backdoor love
Back back back take the backdoor
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Writer: Porter Chapman, Sophie Blair
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