Up in Flames Keeping on the outside Glamour in the moonlight Burning shadows fell where we are Creeping on the arch of the dark We feel warmth in the cold corners Eyes in the back of our heads We roll out when the day is over Chasing the silhouettes
When it all goes up in flames [4x] Who'll be the last one standing? Who'll be the last one left? We'll be the last ones standing
Ceiling made of thin glass Smoldering in pitch black Since you think you can't see the stars Can't tell great and evil apart We feel warmth in the cold corners Eyes in the back of our heads We roll out when the day is over Chasing the silhouettes
[2x:] When it all goes up in flames [4x] Who'll be the last one standing? Who'll be the last one left? We'll be the last ones standing Will be the last ones left