Pyromania - Tommee Profitt, Royal & the Serpent

Sun hasn’t risen in three days

Skin’s getting bluer on my face

Everything’s colder

Ocean’s freezing over

Will we make it out ok?

I’m blowing smoke from my own mouth

Tryin' to find us a way out

Let’s build a pyre, pass me a lighter

Let’s burn the whole world down

We’ll set it on fire

We’ll set it on fire

Burn it down

Set it on fire

Set it on fire

To the ground

Smoldering torches light the way

Kindling flames we’re all afraid

Can you hear the rumbles?

We’re blazing the jungles

Everyone wants to be saved

We’ll set it on fire

We’ll set it on fire

Burn it down

Set it on fire

We’ll set it on fire

To the ground

Grab the matches

Embers, ashes

Pyromania

Grab the matches

Embers, ashes

Pyromania