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And there's villians in their closets
and theives beneath their beds
And business men in mirrors
with guns against their heads
Stepstools beneath their ankles
nooses tied around their throats
Sharpening their switchblades
and citing in their skulls

singing no one sleeps tonight
till everything is burned
and everyone is sacrificed
No one sleeps tonight
till everything is burned
and everyone is

Maxing out their credit cards on ammunition
They're polishing their rifles
and they're polishing their guns
cause the church is drenched in fire
town hall's under attack
They put the hostages, the mayor, and councilmen
they got knives against their backs

No one sleeps tonight
till everything is burned
and everyone is sacrificed
No one sleeps tonight
till everything is burned
and everyone is sacrificed
And to saves our souls
or what's left of them

Desperate hearts
and so they sing
and they sing it loud
and they sing it clearly
for their faith

Whats left of the dreams we have?
Whats left of the hope we have?
Nothing, nothing at all
And there's villians in their closets    and theives beneath their beds   And business men in mirrors    with guns against their heads   Stepstools beneath their ankles    nooses tied around their throats   Sharpening their switchblades    and citing in their skulls      singing no one sleeps tonight    till everything is burned    and everyone is sacrificed   No one sleeps tonight    till everything is burned    and everyone is      Maxing out their credit cards on ammunition   They're polishing their rifles   and they're polishing their guns   cause the church is drenched in fire    town hall's under attack   They put the hostages, the mayor, and councilmen    they got knives against their backs      No one sleeps tonight    till everything is burned    and everyone is sacrificed   No one sleeps tonight    till everything is burned    and everyone is sacrificed   And to saves our souls   or what's left of them      Desperate hearts    and so they sing    and they sing it loud    and they sing it clearly    for their faith      Whats left of the dreams we have?   Whats left of the hope we have?   Nothing, nothing at all