Panic! At The Disco - Let's Kill Tonight

Текст песни: If I retreat, Words, wars, and symphonies make room we're taking over, here. You're the galantine, Cold and alone, it suits you well. 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. [Chorus:] 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. So stomp your feet and clap your hands. [Chorus:] 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.

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Release date: Сентябрь 2011
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Album: Let's Kill Tonight

Автор Слов: Brendon Urie, Butch Walker, John Feldman, Additional
Additional engineer: Brandon Paddock, Erik Ron, Fred Archembaunt, Band member: Brendon Urie, Spencer Smith, Writer: Brendon Urie, Butch Walker, John Feldman, Additional guitar: Butch Walker, Background vocals: Butch Walker, Engineer & programmer: Butch Walker, John Feldman, Producer: Butch Walker, Recorded by: Butch Walker, John Feldman, Mixer: Claudius Mittendorfer, Engineer: Jake Sinclair, Additional recording: Jonathan Allen, Lewis Jones, Masterer: Pete Lyman, Strings: Rob Mathes
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If I retreat,
Words, wars, and symphonies
make room we're taking over, here.
You're the galantine,
Cold and alone, it suits you well.
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.

[Chorus:]
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.
So stomp your feet and clap your hands.

[Chorus:]
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.

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