Spectacle City

The writing on the walls says this town ain´t ours no more.
So, we´ll paint the streets with fire.
The writing on the walls...
those city signs, headlines like deadlines, so come on...
This town is ours tonight...
So light it up like a midnight sunrise.
You know we own this town...
Just in time to burn it down.
Let´s go, we´ll paint the streets with fire.
We roam these streets of a hollow shell like ghost town rebels, so come on.
This town is ours tonight...
So light it up like a midnight sunrise.
You know we own this town...
Just in time to burn it down.