Wicked - Tommee Profitt, Royal & the Serpent

Shadows are coming

Windows are closing

We’re all alone in this

Wicked, wicked world

This world is burning in fire

It’s drowning desires

We’re breeding liars

And now it’s getting cold

Ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ahh

Ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ahh

Ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ahh

Ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh-

Thunder is rumbling

Great walls are crumbling

Baby, we’re stumbling

Into our darkest days

Where are the colors

We’re left to wonder

If one another

Are wicked in our ways

Ashes fall

Run or crawl

All for one

One for all

Ashes fall

Run or crawl

All for one

One for all

Ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ahh

Ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ahh

Ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh, ah-ahh

Ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh-, ahhh