Текст песни Afterlife - SKYLAR

Said she's sweet enough to take your breath away
But smart enough to bring it back
CPR on your breathless days
Smoker's cough, he smoked the pack

Ring-a-roses 'round the fire
Dandelions, dead satire
Made a dad joke, laugh required
Tough crowd, no laugh required

Build my grave, next to yours
And carve our names
Hand in hand, no rent to pay
Afterlife is where we'll play, where we'll play

Build my grave, next to yours
And carve our names
Hand in hand, no rent to pay
Afterlifе is where we'll play, whеre we'll play

Chitter and chatter, flatter
{?}
White-beard wizard, to get to heaven, that's the matter
In fact, I pitter-patter my way to his good {?}
Said he lost some weight, now he looks too good
But if I die tomorrow, would you save my spirit?
Or would you drink it down, the liquor's got a limit
They say I've only got another 7 minutes
Bob the Builder, build my grave

Build my grave, next to yours
And carve our names
Hand in hand, no rent to pay
Afterlife is where we'll play, where we'll play

Build my grave, next to yours
And carve our names
Hand in hand, no rent to pay
Afterlife is where we'll play, where we'll play

And I'm running wild
And I'm running down
And I've been around
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Build my grave, next to yours
And carve our names
Hand in hand, no rent to pay
Afterlife is where we'll play, where we'll play

Build my grave, next to yours
And carve our names
Hand in hand, no rent to pay
Afterlife is where we'll play, where we'll play