City Of The Dead

Rasmus

City of the Dead
You landed on time,
In the city of the dead.
How was your flight?
I'm glad that we met.
Ain't gonna wait 'til the day
that dejection comes,
Ain't gonna waste my time on the pitiful ones (here)
You know that I'm kind,
that I like to pretend
that everything's fine.
The rain is my friend.
Ain't gonna like myself before
I get something done (here)
I want to believe,
I proceed with my choice.
It's getting harder to breathe,
I'm losing my voice.
yea yeah yea yeah never mind about death yea yeah yea yeah yeeeeeee
Oh yeah!
Nevermind the things they might've said,
Oh yeah!
We're living in the city of the dead.
Oh yeah!
Nevermind the things they might've said,
Oh yeah!
We're living in the city of the dead.