Afterlife from Romanticization by Verdandi

When the earth that surrounds, can no longer be found
And we're just hanging on by the skin of our teeth
While all the mutant things abound
Would you meet me in the afterlife
Even if St. Peter told you not to
We may have fallen apart, but I'll still be falling apart for you

I'm afraid of the afterlife cuz I wouldn't know what to eat
I'm afraid of the afterlife cuz I wouldn't know how to speak
I'm afraid of the afterlife cuz I wouldn't know what to do with myself

I'm afraid of the afterlife cuz Jesus might have a better bod'
I'm afraid of the afterlife cuz I don't believe in God
I'm afraid of the afterlife cuz I wouldn't know what to do with myself

• Indie Rock
• Pop
• indie pop
• synthesizer
• Frederick