AFTERLIFE Lyrics

Message in my inbox telling me

That I should be ashamed, and he can see

God is looking down in disbelief

Well, that shit doesn't bother me

Keep my seat warm in the gates of hell

That's where I'm heading according to you

Burning up together with you by my side

Welcome to my afterlife

There'd be parties that go on and would never end

And ill invite all my demon friends

We will drink until everything in sight blurs

Where your words will no longer hurt

I'll have banners and balloons for when you arrive

Because you're coming with me in the afterlife

I'm not a bitch and damn you straight to hell

But let's be honest, pack your bags, you're coming as well

Lets be honest

Your coming as well

Come on pack your bags

You're coming as well

Your face tells a thousand stories

That you've been telling since the naughty's

Change the record, music isnt the same

But you go on living in the stone age

Keep my seat warm in the gates of hell

That's where I'm heading according to you

Burning up together with you by my side

Welcome to my afterlife

There'd be parties that go on and would never end

And ill invite all my demon friends

We will drink until everything in sight blurs

Where your words will no longer hurt

I'll have banners and balloons for when you arrive

Because you're coming with me in the afterlife

I'm not a bitch and damn you straight to hell

But let's be honest, pack your bags, you're coming as well

I'll get you a welcome pack, little bag full of crap

We'll vape and drink all night, shot it back were not alive

I'll get you a silly cap, saying that you deserve all that

And as we pass through time, that's when ill make you mine

Keep my seat warm

(Keep my seat warm bitches)

In the gates of hell

That's where I'm heading according to you

(According to you)

Burning up together with you by my side

(With you by my side)

Welcome to my afterlife

There'd be parties that go on and would never end

And ill invite all my demon friends

We will drink until everything in sight blurs

Where your words will no longer hurt

I'll have banners and balloons for when you arrive

Because you're coming with me in the afterlife

I'm not a bitch and damn you straight to hell

But let's be honest, pack your bags, you're coming as well

Your coming as well

Let's be honest, pack your bags, you're coming as well

Keep my seat warm bitches

To the afterlife

Ill see you there