Let's Kill Tonight - Panic! At The Disco

If I retreat

Words, wars, and symphonies

Make room we’re taking over here

And you’re the galentine

Cold and alone, it suits you well

You won’t find me perching here again

May your feet serve you well,

And the rest be sent to hell

Where they always have belonged

Cold hearts brew colder songs

Fate will play us out

With a song of pure romance

So 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!

May your feet serve you well,

And the rest be sent to hell

Where they always have belonged

Cold hearts brew colder songs

Fate 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!

(WHOA…)