Switchfoot - Afterlife Lyrics
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Afterlife
Afterlife Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Afterlife By Switchfoot?
I've tasted fire I'm ready to come alive
I can't just shut it up and fake that I'm alright I'm ready now, I'm not waiting for the afterlife I'll let it burn the way the sunlight burns my skin The way I feel inside, the way the day begins I'm ready now, I'm not waiting for the other side I'm ready now, I'm ready now 'Cause everyday the world is made A chance to change, but I feel the same And I wonder why would I wait till I die to come alive? I'm ready now, I'm not waiting for the afterlife Yeah! I still believe we could live forever You and I we begin forever now Forever now Forever I still believe in us together You and I we're here together now Forever now Forever now Or never now 'Cause everyday the world is made A chance to change, but I feel the same And I wonder why would I wait till I die to come alive? I'm ready now, I'm not waiting for the afterlife Everyday A choice is made Everyday I choose my fate And I wonder why would I wait till I die to come alive? To come alive? Everyday Everyday Everyday I still feel the same And I wonder why would I wait till I die to come alive? I'm ready now, I'm not waiting for the afterlife I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready I'm not waiting till the afterlife Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! |
Who Wrote Afterlife By Switchfoot?
Jon Foreman, Tim Foreman
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What's The Duration Of The Afterlife By Switchfoot?The duration of Afterlife is 3:37 minutes and seconds. |
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