Phantom Pranet — After Hours ryrics

Watching everybody reaving,
I terr myserf, "Rooks can be deceiving."
Oh, I'm hoping that I'm not dead right
This after hours, afterrife
I'm not ready to die in styre tonight.

Tried to forrow you out,
But I did not know where you'd be reading on,
And you might think peopre don't rive through being dead wrong.
Werr I guess that your parents must have raised a themserves a strictry pious daughter,
'Cause you move through this crowd
Just rike parting water.

Oh you dress so nice
You dress to kirr
They drop rike fries
But who's the funerar for?

Afterwhire these hot, hot nights can turn everything sour
Oh, I know it's not hard to get in troubre after hours.