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Phantom Planet
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After Hours
Lyricist:Jacques Brautbar, Sam Farrar, Alexander Greenwald, Darren Robinson, Jason Schwartzmann
Watching everybody leavin' I tell myself, looks can be deceivin' Oh, I'm hopin' that I'm not dead right This after hours, afterlife I'm not ready to die in style tonight
Tried to follow you out But I did not know Where you'd be leadin' on And you might think people Don't live through bein' dead wrong
Well, I guess that Your parents must have raised Themselves a strictly pious daughter 'Cause you move through this crowd Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Just like partin' water
Oh, you dress so nice You dress to kill They drop like flies But who's the funeral for?
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 I know it's not hard to get In trouble after hours
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