If i retreat, words, wars and symphonies,
Make room we're taking over here,
And so the galantine,
Cold and alone, it suits you well,
Will finally perch him here again...
Before they serve you well
They must be sent to hell,
Where they'll always have them all,
Cold hearts and colder songs,
They will play us out with a song of pure romance,
Stomp your feet and clap your hands...
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you're not the ordinary type,
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you're not the ordinary type,
Let's kill tonight...
Before they serve you well,
They rest is sent to hell,
Where they'll always have them all,
Cold hearts and colder songs,
They will play us out with a song of pure romance,
Stomp your feet and clap your hands...
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you're not the ordinary type,
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you're not the ordinary type,
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you're not the ordinary type,
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you're not the ordinary type,
Let's kill tonight...
compositores: BRENDON URIE, SPENCER SMITH
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