After Hours (Home Demo)

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Watching everybody leaving I tell myself looks can be deceiving Oh, I'm hoping that I'm not dead right There's after hours afterlife And I'm not prepared to die in style tonight [Verse 2] Tried to follow you out but I did not know Who you'd be leading on And you might think people don't Live through being dead wrong Well, I guess that your parents Must have raised themselves A strictly pious daughter 'Cause you move through this crowd Just like parting water Oh, you dress so nice, you dress to kill They drop like flies, but who's the funeral for? [Refrain] After a while these hot, hot nights Can turn everything sour Oh, I know it's not hard To get in trouble after hours After a while these hot, hot nights Can turn everything sour Oh, I know it's not hard To get in trouble after hours
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Credits
- Writers
- Alex Greenwald